“Sorano returned a half-hearted nod and mumbled on, dreamily.

She seemed completely fascinated by a man in a rabbit costume who kept falling flat on his face whilst endlessly repeating the phrase “How dare they speak the word “motherboard” when the Neon God has no mother?” in a very affronted tone. He was accompanied by swarthy-faced dame, who aimlessly dragged a red piece of string after her.

‘Why are you dragging that string, hey?’ the rabbit-man asked the woman right before taking a spectacular nosedive, face-first into asphalt.

‘But I must drag it, I must!’ the woman replied panicky, ‘for if I try to push it, it bends.”