My name is Aldous Hargreaves, but that is incorrect.
My name does not belong to me, it was given as pitiful charity.
In fact, nothing I possess truly belongs to me. My clothes, my jewels, my coin, all borrowed from those who pay my wage.
My reputation, stolen from those who need my word to bolster there own, easily discarded when it has no more weight.
Even my flesh, borrowed nourishment from food I did not grow, food I did not pay for.
There is nothing that is truly mine, so who am I.