“You see things clearly now. You see all this borrowed lives, borrowed voices they’re living here, everywhere. You look at all the things you can’t buy and now you don’t even want ‘em. All the things that will be here after you’re gone. When you’re dead. And then you realize that all the things in the bright window displays, all the models and the catalogues and the colours all the special offers and the Martha Stewart recipies and the piles of greasy food; it’s all just there to keep us away from death... and it doesn’t work.”