Point 5—from a daylight factory

I, his mere amanuensis, am left to do what little I can to keep the institution functioning.

An iceberg sank the Titanic.  British battleships sank the Bismarck.

The phenomenon has been a boon to the near-anonymous painting factories crowded together in the suburbs of Shenzhen, China, famous for cranking out copies of masterpieces, along with landscapes and semitasteful nudes.