Btw, in Nest of Tens a big, black creepy man reads a piece of poetry he wrote, "fears of your life". You can get the full text (it will turn useful, believe me) here:
http://www.thesunmagazine.org/fears.html
"...
101. What people think of when they see me coming up the street? What the first thing that they can think of once they see a stranger like me coming in the direction I goes in? Nothing but fear!
102. Why do people when they see me coming what do they tell their friends? Let’s cross the street I don’t want to get hurt.
..."
and also:
"136. Staying up late late late at night watching horror movies alone is scary. "
Sure it is!
