All the Apes come out at night. All the Degens. All the Flippers, the Shillers, the Influencers, the Pretenders. From now on 50 push ups each morning, 50 pull ups, no more pills, no more bad food. From now on it will be total organisation – Every muscle must be tight. Every line must be perfect. Every colour must pop. True force. True art. True Ape. The Taxi Driver number 2. I’m standing here. You make the move. You make the move. It’s your move...