The Book (2)
His epigraph to the Book of Nicodemus is from a wildcat miner, a wanderer who could read the earth: “There’s lots of stuff wrong in this book. By that you learn.”
A long sermon on “couples” of light, such as starry bodies and combustion, fireflies and gems, is delivered by the clerk in a 7-Eleven, a girl named by the sign above her breast, Tunisia.
