Why do you talk so much?I only asked you a simple question.A simple «Yes or no» would’ve been enough, but you don’t get that.You talk and talk and talk and talk.It’s amazing how you make me think of anything else, like the story behind your «broken» nose:1. Did someone beat you? An aunty, a cousin, a friend, an ex lover…2. Did you fall (or «fall») down some stairs?3. Or were you simply born that way?Narrator, please tell me how do you do it?