“You're not going to engage with him,
are...”
“Karl, what are you doing?”
“...you—okay. Yeah, Karl, what are
you doing there?”
“What am I doing? I'll tell you a
riddle: what is the opposite of a meeting?”
“Uhhh...”
“Prophecy.”
“Huh.”
“It's the paper and the ink. The
ink. Think about that.”
“Is this new? This seems new. Nobody
told me about this.”
“It's a new development, but we
didn't think it was important. I'll handle this. Karl? Karl, do you
see these papers we're holding? Take a look. That's right. We're
carrying them around. That's our job. We control the papers. They do
not control us.”
“Okay. Yes. You're right. I don't
know what came over me. What am I doing?”
“It's all right, Karl. We're all
under a lot of stress.”
“Yeah, I'm fine now. Say, can I see
that piece of paper?”
“Sure. Hey! He ate it!”
“I am the Paper and the Ink!”
“I still have my paper. Let's go, we
have a lot of walking to do.”
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