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In the grade, the magician recreates the planet, using a set of dials and some buttons. He has learnt how to turn day into night. A clumsy trick. More than this, he can change the pattern of days. A dull overcast English afternoon becomes a sultry Vietnamese memory. Sour greens become vibrant. Harsh pinks are tuned down. What is seen could be a washed out dream of a life or it could be a vivid adrenaline shot. You pick and you choose.

The computer program he works on is called Into The Mystic. During the shoot, whenever there was an issue or a problem, the mantra was: It’ll be fixed in the grade. You walk out of the Soho haven and head home and cook and eat and annihilate some time listening to football and watching something about how to be ‘an ethical man’ as Iraq burns again. You go to sleep and you dream and forget your dreams and you wake up and you are where it says on the tin and you look out the window and it is February again and you want to call the magician. Tell him to spin his dials, hit some buttons, fix it in the grade.