part 319.2 of a novel: 3 books

I’ve only met this particular man one time. One time he said a lot of things and bound it in a standard bounded object and I skimmed through the first one hundred leaflets of that standard bounded object. Another time he was curious about the idea of infinity and looked up the theory in a math book and then said, “Hmmm, I think I will say something about this.” I heard part of what he said. I was in San Fransico and heard him from the clearance rack. The third time I met him I was mowing the lawn and I was wearing headphones and then I heard his voice and he said, “Once, I ate a lobster. Then another time I went to this award ceremony for porno stars.” That’s all I know of this man. I would like to revisit him.

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