On the first of the month Time fell in love.
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She was witty and wise and lovely.
On the second she went missing.
At first, Time felt dismayed; did she not love him?
But a second's reflection upon their day together set him true. Of course she loved him. Were they not made for each other?
So he searched in the alleys and the boardrooms, in the police stations and the malls, in the parking lots and the bedrooms. No sign of her.
At the end of the month her retinal pattern was discovered in a pair of eyes at the organ bank.
Interview of the Heartless Author:
What's that hanging from your ceiling?
Oh, that's my shortwave antenna.
Is it any good?
Well, there's a skyscraper on the east side of my building, it blocks the skywave from Europe. And from here on the West Coast it's 20,000 miles of skip from the west to get my BBC. So I moved to Bangkok.
We'd heard you'd shoved out a little boat, alone, into the sea
No, I live here on the wharfs, now. I'm a wharf rat.
You just sit on the dock of the bay?
No, I trade in body parts. I deal feet.