I’m Deckard. B26354. Filed and monitored.
Read it. What the sign says on my door. Below it is the original 1992 Japanese poster for the tenth-anniversary release of Scott’s Director’s Cut, with a painted Ford and Sean Young, gun and cigarette in hand, respectively, that I got for 1500 yen near Nishi-Magome Eki when I went with Mom to Ōmori to visit Auntie last year. I belong to one of those old Blarunians, like the handful of renegade replicants now remaining perhaps, who have considered from the beginning the film to be superior to the book, the image superior to the word. 2D to 3D.