- Работил съм няколко пъти с теб - продължи той. - И съм запомнил, че си голям задник. - Приятно е да те запомнят с нещо - отвърнах аз.

Pulsar: a dying star spinning under its own exploding anarchic energy, like a lighthouse on speed. A star the size of a city, a city the size of a star, whirling round and round, its death-song caught by a radio receiver, light years later, like a recorded message nobody heard, back-played now into infinity across time. Love and loss.

Numbers are words that are opposite from the alphabet

Written By Vincent C. Ven

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