Treachery

the Face of Everyman felt as tho’ he were in a Shakespearean play.  Treachery seemed everywhere.  Alas, to sleep, perchance to dream . . .  Roving bandits seemed to control the entire Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa.  If only Batman and Robin hadn’t retired.  The venerable sage deeply regretted yard-selling the search light used to summon the dynamic duo.