"Either way or some other way."
"What's the point?"
"You said
"I've said a lot of things. Don't think you can hold me to even a quarter of them.
"You said you feel, are feeling, formless."
"Yeah, sort of. But I'm not stupid."
The man did a whisper of a laugh of getting you. "You think any of this is about that?"
"I don't know what it's about."
"It was one, ONE, attack."
"It's been 378 days."
"One attack and there's leaning towards attacking back."
"I knew that. Fact it's been all over the radio."
"One attack so in the grand scheme it's just an action."
"It's ugly. This whole fucking thing is fucking ugly."
"Indeed."
"Why textbooks?"
"Glad you're asking. That, this will help me as we get crazy."
"Like we're not crazy already."
"This did something different to us."
"Because textbooks are like us. All of us.
"Like a record of us. When we weren't crazy.
"And it's all in there.
"In the textbooks
"And here," he gently tapped his temple, "And here," he made a fist and gently tapped his heart.
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