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[TM] Michael Chabon quote
Sep. 3rd, 2007 11:28 pm"The true magic of this broken world lay in the ability of the things it contained to vanish, to become so thoroughly lost, that they might never have existed in the first place."
“Detective Flack?”
He didn’t look up right away. He was still adjusting to the title—“Detective”—he kept thinking they were talking to someone else. It wasn’t until the person in question reached forward and smacked him upside the head that he looked up.
“Yo, Flack! Don’t even respond to your own name?”
He looked up and saw Angell leaning over his desk, an annoyed look on her face. Jennifer Angell was a very beautiful woman—every man in the precinct would admit to it—but her many looks made it very hard to find her attractive personality-wise on a regular basis. For example, right now, she was wearing the look that said “My superiors all have brains the size of peanuts.” Being one of her superiors, it was only natural that Flack resented it. Even if he wasn’t quite up to speed at the moment.
Flack only stared at her for a minute, waiting for her to tell him what she wanted before actually speaking up. “Yes, Angell?”
( “You know that stuff you asked me to go look for?” )
“Detective Flack?”
He didn’t look up right away. He was still adjusting to the title—“Detective”—he kept thinking they were talking to someone else. It wasn’t until the person in question reached forward and smacked him upside the head that he looked up.
“Yo, Flack! Don’t even respond to your own name?”
He looked up and saw Angell leaning over his desk, an annoyed look on her face. Jennifer Angell was a very beautiful woman—every man in the precinct would admit to it—but her many looks made it very hard to find her attractive personality-wise on a regular basis. For example, right now, she was wearing the look that said “My superiors all have brains the size of peanuts.” Being one of her superiors, it was only natural that Flack resented it. Even if he wasn’t quite up to speed at the moment.
Flack only stared at her for a minute, waiting for her to tell him what she wanted before actually speaking up. “Yes, Angell?”
( “You know that stuff you asked me to go look for?” )
