My dreams grow stranger and stranger. A man in another world, not unlike a man I know in this world. A police box. A blue police box. Stolen, he said. Mine, he said. well. In another world, at any rate or form
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I'm the Doctor but beyond that... I-I just don't know, I literally do not know who I am. It's all untested. Am I funny? Am I sarcastic? Sexy? Right old misery? Life and soul? Right-handed? Left-handed? A gambler? A fighter? A coward? A traitor? A liar? A nervous wreck? I mean, judging by the evidence I've certainly got a gob.