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everything was in comparison to the universe’s infinity – back to his senses. He wiped the two or three tears that had rolled down his cheeks with his sleeve, when, only minutes before, he had been about to lose Lila from his line of sight possibly forever. It was in moments such as these, when astronomy stood by him in its own way no matter what blows fate had in store for him, that he kicked himself for not having studied it.”

- How’s it possible that, as you say further down, he’s got a degree in Physics, but has no clue what the Doppler effect is all about?

- Is that the problem, now? I’ll just have him be a Greek Lit major.

- No way. I want him to be a Lover of Science.

Delete that now. Says Coelho from a mile away.

It’s not so bad after all! Maybe reconsider?

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Reading the paragraph over again, he couldn’t help but to admit, it was so bad, that its successor, regard-less of its shortcomings, was clearly, if not better, cer-tainly less irritating. If nothing else, it didn’t, from the very beginning, tire the reader with Doppler effects and other such crap, while at the same time ushering him/her smoothly into the novel with its IKEA-style minimalism. It was inheriting of course – since dis-claiming your inheritance in that case was not fore-seen by law – all of the disadvantages that came with its now new position, yet, all the same, it also main-tained whichever advantages came with the stress-free act of not being written as the very first. That had to count for something. With his morale somewhat high, he continued to read the text, commenting on it every now and again in the margins. He was on the verge of sending his novel to a publishing house.

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Chapter 3

An hour earlier, the first forkful of his steaming red-sauce seafood pasta was already entering his wide-open mouth, when he heard the key turn in the lock. As soon as he saw her, while simultaneously congrat-ulating himself on his sauce – the excess juices were discarded, the finely cut parsley still maintained its aroma, the mussels, prawns and squid had thankful-ly not been overcooked and the ripe tomato added a certain hint of sweetness – he could tell from her sour expression that something was wrong. He attributed it however to her exhausting journey and, after the ini-tial greetings, somewhat flavourless on her side truth be told (though all of these, as well as her silence

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