Day 1: I have successfully infiltrated this deviant community. Becoming "one of them" was easy enough, as they only questioned me about a proposed pseudonym, which they easily accepted; a supposed picture of my self that is to become my mask worn plainly; and lastly they wished to know a location where the authorities of this beautiful strange new world might be able to send me letters, messages, and official decrees. I have full confidence that after I study them, learn to walk like them, talk like them in their tongue, hold my posture as they do, imitate their social standings and understand the complexities of the social tiers... Indeed soon enough as I integrate myself into this... culture... they will not give my presence question; as if I have been there all along. Soon after may I move to stage 2.