Dear Jack,
We don’t know each other. This is an invitation. A set of instructions. The sort you find in a brand-new Monopoly box. Something you don’t open because you already know the
rules of the game—or your own version of them. Dear Jack, I ask: will you play this game with me?
The game of the uninitiated, of freedom and of discovery.
I don’t like playing on my own. Will you read the instructions?
So Jack, what does play mean to you? Do you actually play by the rules? Or will you join me in breaking them? Then, at the end, we can celebrate our undeserved victory together. You should know, though, that those who like to break the rules will, of course, come up against walls,
because cheats are always excluded in the end.
Best regards