(On Victorian-era Bespin?)
I’m not sure who sent this to me, but thank you. May you see the world through smoked-glass, brassy spectacles. (with clockwork mechanisms that swap out telescopular and microimagery lenses as your trod through the London grime with the aid of your steam-powered techno-trousers…)
UPDATE (2009-03-16): I now know the identity of my (inadvertently) mysterious benefactor! Thank you, John White!