You!

Underneath this is a grainy photograph of your face. You look contemplative, dissatisfied. It isn't a bad photo—you don't look criminal, merely discontent. Someone must have spotted you and taken your photo with a cell-phone while you were thinking of other things. This seems plausible. Everyone has cell-phones these days, and these days you are always thinking of other things. According to the Post, the police believe you are part of a conspiracy, which explains the sub-headline, printed directly beneath your face:

The Second Person.

There is also a sub-sub-headline, describing your alleged crimes. The Post is saying you engaged in a "pervert orgy of gnostical turpitude." You disagree. Perhaps you should write a letter to Rupert Murdoch? Or perhaps not. Anyway, you certainly don't have the time for any letters to the editor today:

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