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[scene] A kitchen, close-up on a clock on the wall. it's about twenty to eight in the morning. "Black Mirror" by Arcade Fire is playing.

PIC1: dolly back from clock to slightly wider shot of a room – a kitchen that's been turned into a mess of notes, lines drawn in string, marker pen on old 70s wallpaper, a Human League poster, equations, question marks, memorabilia from the 50s, a poster for international geophysical year.

DD: TODAY I CHANGE MY NAME

PIC2: dolly back further to see a kitchen table with someone – a slight man with unkempt dark hair slumped forward on it – seemingly asleep.

DD: ME – AND A THOUSAND AND TWENTY-THREE OTHERS, STOP BEING WHO WE WERE, AND BECOME WHO WE'RE GOING TO BE.

PIC3: dolly back further through the kitchen window to a typical suburban street.

DD: DURRAN.

PIC 4: dolly-back and raise camera to a wide shot of a surburban estate on the edge of a large, dense, dark, decadent and decaying city

DD: TODAY I CHANGE MY NAME, AND WE START TO CHANGE THE WORLD.

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Very strange dream last night.

A brick in the basement of the house I was living in was locked, relative to The Multiverse.

The brick had existed in all possible worlds, in the same relative position, all the time since it had been placed there.

Like a stone in a fast moving stream, its immovable object created eddies in the irresistible flow of space-time. Nothing that dramatic it seemed, just echoes of past and future conversations.

Also notably, a lot of kipple – things from the future that had become obsolete and consigned to the basement.

I'd had a lot of grilled cheese last night before bed.

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