At this point i really need to stress how much of a religious experience i had with the Osama Tezuka exhibition that was going on on the first floor of of the place . For those of you not too familiar with anime or manga culture , Tezuka was the main originator of ALL the genres of anime that are being pooped out today . And compared to the crazy epic manga he produced in the 1960s and 70s , today 's manga is all pretty much recycled crap .
Answer the following question: Where is the event likely taking place ?

a museum 's special exhibit

I looked at the face in the mirror . It seemed familiar , as if residing under the layers of flesh and bone , was something I once knew . You used to have a name , said I , reaching out towards the face . But my fingers touched glass , cold , smooth ; blind glass .
Answer the following question: What may be a fact about this person ?

They are trying to recognize themselves .

Howard ? " Vince was annoying him . Howard felt Vince rubbing on the back of his pyjamas , to get his attention . Howard 's eyes were closed - he wanted his dream back."Hmmm ? " " What did you do while I was gone ? " Vince traced his fingers along the stripes on Howard 's pyjamas , up and down , until the skin underneath them tingled . Howard breathed carefully , shallowly , because he wanted to feel - really feel - every movement .
Answer the following question: How does Howard feel about Vince in the beginning of the passage .

He is pestered by him .

A bunch of the kids in the neighborhood heard the shot and came outside and saw the dog dead . I am so ticked off about this - I really hope that cop gets some kind of reprimand . Also , this cop REALLY picked the wrong neighborhood to shoot a dog in - they 're all huge animal lovers .
Answer the following question: Why does the narrator want cops to come by ?
People have killed a dog .