Marcus: We're very sorry. Stylax: No, we're not. For all this guy knows, we could be mega-minted poshos in disguise. Shopkeeper: It will be a superb disguise. Stylax: Cheers.

Let winter be less sharp In that the heats of purpose Have winter foreflight in their wings, …

It was a time when Germany still abutted upon Russia.

I also get the sense, though, that some of those who, for whatever reason, often end up eating alone are tuning in for a dose of mukbang at mealtimes to get some virtual company (see the “Social Dining” chapter).