The book of Strange New Things
“Clothes are nothing more than a fig leaf. And the bodies beneath are just another layer of clothing, an outfit of flesh with an impractically thin leather exterior, in various shades of pink, yellow and brown. The souls alone are real. Seen in this way, there can never be any such thing as social unease or shyness or embarrassment. All you need do is greet your fellow soul.
At Peter’s greeting, Stanko set the bottles to rights, looked up and grinned. The Chinese guy gave a thumbs-up salute.... And the woman, who’d been dozing with her eyes open, unfortunately got a fright and jerked her legs, spilling coffee into her lap.
‘Oh my . . . !’ cried Peter, and rushed over to her. ‘I’m so sorry!’ She was wide awake now. She had on a loose smock and pants, much like Grainger’s but beige. The spilled liquid added a large brown blotch.
‘It’s OK, it’s OK,’ she said. ‘It wasn’t that hot.’ An object flew past Peter’s face, landing on the woman’s knee.MoreLess
At Peter’s greeting, Stanko set the bottles to rights, looked up and grinned. The Chinese guy gave a thumbs-up salute.... And the woman, who’d been dozing with her eyes open, unfortunately got a fright and jerked her legs, spilling coffee into her lap.
‘Oh my . . . !’ cried Peter, and rushed over to her. ‘I’m so sorry!’ She was wide awake now. She had on a loose smock and pants, much like Grainger’s but beige. The spilled liquid added a large brown blotch.
‘It’s OK, it’s OK,’ she said. ‘It wasn’t that hot.’ An object flew past Peter’s face, landing on the woman’s knee.MoreLess
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