"Excuse me, what's your name again, by the way?"
"My name?" said the old man, and the same distant sadness came over his face again. He paused.
"My name," he said, "is Slartibartfast"
Arthur practically choked.
"I beg your pardon?" he spluttered.
"Slartibartfast," repeated the old man quietly.
"Slartibartfast?"
The old man looked at him gravely.
"I said it wasn't important."
The aircar sailed through the night.
— Aug 15, 2025 02:57PM
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