“My name is Jakub Procházka. This is a common name. My parents wanted a simple life for me, a life of good comradeship with my country and my neighbors, a life of service to a world united in socialism. Then the Iron Curtain tumbled with a dull thud and the bogeyman invaded my country with his consumer love and free markets.”
“A daughter seems a simple thing. She bears purpose and potential, like a key or a road. The Barber’s Alice was drawn to fairy tales, and his favorite to retell dealt with that mysterious waving mass that burgeons from the skull.”