The Naked Man

Credits to the writers of How I Met Your Mother. This stuff is poetry... "By the sum of his parts he is just a man But what he does with those parts he becomes so much more He may not fit society’s definition of a hero... ... He lives in the shadows Is he a dream, truth, fiction, damnation, salvation? He is all these things and none of them; For he is – the Naked Man" Paired so perfectly with evocative imagery - a balding middle-ager in a trench-coat striding down the dimly lit sidewalk, stopping only long enough to purchase a hotdog from a street vendor before fading into the dark of night. The quintessential misunderstood ally of justice - a hundred protagonists of the comic strip and silver screen rolled into one. Right, and now everyone knows how far behind the times I am with all these serials...