Right off the bat, the guy on the other end of the encrypted conversation tells me, “If I state something, it’s really just a question.” He goes by the name 10FOOT, not because he’s the most prolific writer in London but because he’s that tall, or seems that way, like it’s a childhood nickname, and judging from the response I’m getting from people in England when I tell them I will be talking to 10FOOT, he’s a legendary reprobate. So I guess he wants to make certain I know his uncertainty, that he and the rest of his mates are agnostics. That’s a good place to start.