Afterward, I snowgo along the dunes, following a maze of wolf tracks west into the deep snow of an old burn.

“You bucket-heads are going to be sorry when my uncle the Emperor finds out you're keeping me here against my will."

Not only does he curate for the museum, he manages the office and fund-raises.

Suddenly it all kicked off on the terraces as horrendous violence and disgraceful scenes were picked up by television cameras.