This seems like an appropriate ask to close on. It is true that today while I was on tour, walking through a strange Meijer grocery store in the middle of Illinois, a man pointed at me as I headed out and said, with great confidence, “Werewolf.”
I am not currently a werewolf; I have not been one for a long time. I am perhaps closer to it than usual, however, and maybe strange men in Illinois can detect it.