Men and women between 28 and 45 who are blond, athletic and shop in Newmarket fry my brain’s limited storage capacity. There is simply no way to tell these people apart. They have marinated in the zeitgeist and are now done, like gleaming ceviche. You need some day-by-day oddity to bank in the department of humans, subcategory, ferry passengers. Maybe this is why people get tattoos. They need an error, a flaw, which is theirs alone.