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I had a dream the other day, about a guy. He was a crazy guy. Maybe lonely, because the guy had made a huge Slenderman doll and talked to it and hugged it and it was the guy's best friend. He called it "S". They shared a jacket. By this, I mean the doll had a jacket and the guy put it on sometimes, so he could still talk to his good friend while outside the house. ...It was an odd dream.

Michael Powell recalls his first meeting with Conrad Veidt in his autobiography 'A Life in Movies' I had been longing to get my hands on Conrad Veidt ever since he came to England. He was such an overpowering personality that directors were afraid of him. He was tall, over six foot two inches, lean and bony. He had magnetic blue eyes, black hair and eyebrows, beautiful, strong hands, and a mouth with sardonic, not to say satanic, lines to it. He used an eye-glass. He was the show-off of all time. In private life, as I was to discover, he was the sweetest and most easy of human beings. [...] Mmm...Sounds good. Conrad Veidt was seated alone