Thousand: Two Hundred Ninety-Three

you still using that?” Her face is hard to make out, the street lamp creating a glow behind her head that Samuel doesn’t find mystical. “Sorry,” Samuel says, “just wondering if I’m supposed to know what ‘that’ is.” The girl nods. “It can be difficult to separate,” she agrees. “I did, in fact, mean the totality, the gestalt, as it were. But we can bring it down to the more immediate problem. I have a hand cart, which is too wide to get around you stretched out like that. If you aren’t needing to use these coordinates of the space-time