Despite the rumors, Mr. Noll belongs to no secret clubs or organizations. Mr. Noll is a simple peasant turned sour. Twenty years have passed since he came down from the hill country carrying the book of Vespers drowned in mother’s milk. The modern world has appalled and aroused him ever since. In between the duties of reality television camerawork and an unlicensed home surgery practice, he tries to defeat the spellcheck on several unpublished manuscripts. In the meantime, photographs are so much easier to let go of.