The Stranger

It is indeed strange to feel like a stranger.
Careful not to move a finger 'cause you'll harm someone someway.

First you think you're the new birdy in the cage, then you can imagine you're just another rat in lab. But there's a point when you realize it's just another context and people are still people (wherever)

Everywhere you'll find the street-wise, the playboy, the quiet guy, the sweet lady, the grumpy one, and of course the barking people! ( >:< Watcha look'nat? )

Anyway, once you know the social contract and the conventions in your current context, you're ready to help the machine. She's glad to have you back; 'cause no matter where, she always needs you.