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seeking to piss him off. Why could that be? Maybe be-cause, against all odds, he remained faithful to a now outdated and occasionally mutating to atheism agnos-ticism ? Otherwise, according to the law of probability, such bad luck could not be explained in any other way.

The ringing stopped at the exact time when she was flipping her bag onto the already unlocked tray, re-sulting in everything it contained falling into a heap on it. And it contained keys, a hair brush, make up, all the necessary, in any case, objects that a female bag is expected to contain, the mischievous mobile phone and his book which he immediately recognized from its cover. Upon seeing it, his member that up until then had remained neutral woke up like a rattlesnake after hibernation. It deemed completely arbitrarily, it seems, that this unexpected occurrence opened up new perspectives. Either way, it was the first time in his life that he met and travelled with a female reader (or a reader tout court) of his books. And what a read-er! By this meaning not so much her looks as much as the manner by which she gobbled up his book. He did not need a bookmark to tell him that she was almost half-way through it, since the battered, already-read pages and the brand new uncreased ones formed two separate entities of which the former, greedily and ag-

Reverse it for it to be more convincing.

- Another cliché.

- If you must know, there’s no worse cliché in literature than the anti-cliché.

- You were saying something about coinci-dences that don’t even happen in the movies.

- I’m only doing it so that people stop bugging me in terms of plot.

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gressively, spread out with intentions of irredentism at the expense of the irresolute, defeatist and decreasing latter. It was obvious that every book she happened to read she carried everywhere in order, whenever she