The Weirdown Experiment [antikvár]

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Denham and Weirdown had first met in a large cafeteria. Denham, who'd stopped in for a cup of tea, had become aware that a man was staring at him. The man's eyes had moved slowly and methodically from Denham's shirt collar all the way down to his shoes. Then Denham saw that the man was taking notes as well as staring. And then the man had come over to Denham's table. "May I join you?" he asked, "I'm an author. Concrete fiction. That's the name of the game. I find an interesting-looking, a promising individual, a real person, and make him the leading character. Get it?"