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Jon Burroughs: He said I was cherishable, and he picked me to join the band. Clara: You are fingers being told which keys to push. Jon Burroughs: I push my own keys... Clara: Ten little bits of bone and skin. Jon Burroughs: And I'm perfectly capable of going to my furthest corners and composing music. Clara: Your furthest corners? Jon Burroughs: My furthest corners. Clara: Someone needs to punch you in the face.