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While walking home extremely tired at 9:30 PM in a foot of snow, listening to Billy Joel’s We Didn’t Start The Fire on my iPod, I was briefly under the impression that the song was a fictional one, taken from some made-up world. I wished momentarily that I lived on the magical sort of world wherein there really was a space monkey mafia. I think I was visualizing it as sort of a steampunk kind of thing, with brass coal-powered rockets and stuff, and the monkeys wore pin-stripe suits and smoked bubble cigars.

My delusion continued until I realized that if Billy Joel was fictional, I could not possibly have his song on my iPod.