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HE’S THINKING THAT the moon is the most beautiful he has ever seen when he hits the man.
But, while science is extremely partial to general, uniform rules, people are partial to being distinguished from one another.
Randomness, that seductive little whore, dances among the ward’s beds, spits on the doctors’ lab coats, and tickles the exclamation marks of science until they bow their heads and become rounded into question marks.
We have to wait for something to be destroyed in order to understand what had previously functioned
properly.
And the faster he ran, the faster the oxygen in his brain would grow thinner. Emotions need oxygen.
Men can fasten their eyes on you the way people put a collar on a dog.