She has stepped out into a different night, a different town altogether, one of those first-person-shooter towns that you can drive around in seemingly forever, but never away from. The only humanity visible are virtual extras in the distance, none offering any of the help she needs.

M. de Rollebon was my partner; he needed me in order to exist and I needed him so as not to feel my existence.

Shakespeare tells the same stories over and over in so many guises that it takes a long time before you notice.

The truth is I dislike cars. Whenever I drive a car, I have the feeling I have become invisible. People on the street cannot see you; they only watch your rear fender until it is out of their way.

Written By Walker Percy

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