Half way through the book the wall collapses, and having no job, he shoots David Bowie in Berlin after discovering he has underage groupies. The rest of the book is him being put on trial with all the teenagers and real life musicians he beat up testifying against him.
We should return to tunics as the main garment. Trousers are just PPE for horseriding.
Tunics are awesome. they're like t-shirts if t-shirts weren't shit.
Can't ever trust a guy in a tunic.