Have you ever seen a play? I have. I enjoyed it. It was a stage production of J.R.R. Tolkien’s The Hobbit.
This was when I was quite small, perhaps the size of a Baggins. Only a child to your eyes. I remember it well, because I was chewing some very stubborn toffee, and it helped dislodge two of my teeth.
Upon fishing them out, I looked into my palm. Behold: two sticky preciouses.
Here is a drawing of Henry Miller, an American writer who also wrote a play. I know very little about him: