Granted: I am an inmate of a mental hospital

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Granted: I am an inmate of a mental hospital; my keeper is watching me, he never lets me out of his sight; there’s a peephole in the door, and my keeper’s eye is the shade of brown that can never see through a blue-eyed type like me.

Günter Grass, first line of The Tin Drum