The
last time I saw Big Logos he was walking
to
the Quantum Physics Store to buy magnets.
He
told me his intentions. He was wearing
a
jumpsuit with frayed cuffs. I thought the cuffs
got
that way from him rubbing them against
his
lips but he said they got that way
with
age. We had two more blocks to walk.
“Once
I do this, what are you going to do?”
he
asked. “I wish you wouldn’t do it,” I said.
Big
Logos bought the magnets and a crane
delivered
them to his house. After he built
the
900-megahertz superconductor, I couldn’t go
to
his house anymore because I have all kinds
of
metal in my body. I think if you love someone,
you
shouldn’t do that, build something like that,
on
purpose, right in front of them.
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