I want to let you into a secret. I’m an inventor. I know, you’d never have guessed it, would you? It’s taken me years to design, but now I am ready for the grand unveiling of my life’s work, a TIME MACHINE.
There’s only one minor problem, the ingredients for the fuel are so rare that I’ve only enough to make one, return trip. But, I’m willing to share that trip with you. Only you.
Salvidor Dali, The persistence of Memory, 1931
Where would you like to go? Will it be the past or the future?
Why? What will you do there? Who will you see?
There’s a story there, I think…
