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Noam
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'He was sitting with his back to the door in that big ergonomic office chair of his, in the same grey shorts and black T-shirt he'd had on all week.
'Everything all right, love?' I said.
He swivelled halfway round in the chair and looked up at me.
He was different, I could tell straight away. It was written all over him.
'Yes,' he said, and smiled. 'Now it is.'
Had something happened? What had happened?' p.257-8
— Jun 23, 2026 11:22AM
'Everything all right, love?' I said.
He swivelled halfway round in the chair and looked up at me.
He was different, I could tell straight away. It was written all over him.
'Yes,' he said, and smiled. 'Now it is.'
Had something happened? What had happened?' p.257-8
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Noam
is on page 351 of 666
'You must be impatient,' a voice said behind me.
What?
I spun round. It was the guy who'd been staring at me. I'd thought he was somewhere in his twenties, only now I could see he was forty at least, if not fifty.
'Are you talking to me?' I said.
All he did was smile. He didn't look drunk at all. So what did he want? Was he a homo, or what?
"Yes,' he said. "There's no one else here.' p.351
— 20 hours, 19 min ago
What?
I spun round. It was the guy who'd been staring at me. I'd thought he was somewhere in his twenties, only now I could see he was forty at least, if not fifty.
'Are you talking to me?' I said.
All he did was smile. He didn't look drunk at all. So what did he want? Was he a homo, or what?
"Yes,' he said. "There's no one else here.' p.351
Noam
is on page 299 of 666
'As the road swung north, the star was above us in the sky.
It was beautiful.
As beautiful as death was beautiful.
'We haven't talked about the new star,' I said. 'It's a bit weird.'
'Maybe,' he said. 'But you've got other things to think about.'
'Yes,' I said.
There was a silence.' p.299
— Jun 24, 2026 12:28PM
It was beautiful.
As beautiful as death was beautiful.
'We haven't talked about the new star,' I said. 'It's a bit weird.'
'Maybe,' he said. 'But you've got other things to think about.'
'Yes,' I said.
There was a silence.' p.299
Noam
is on page 229 of 666
'At the same moment, I noticed one of the city's writers coming along with a trail of youngsters after him. Students from the writing academy, no doubt.
As they passed our table, he lifted an index finger to his forehead in a kind of salute.
'Lindland,' he said.
He managed to make my name sound almost like an insult, and I straight-faced him.' p.228-229
— Jun 22, 2026 11:59AM
As they passed our table, he lifted an index finger to his forehead in a kind of salute.
'Lindland,' he said.
He managed to make my name sound almost like an insult, and I straight-faced him.' p.228-229
Noam
is on page 117 of 666
'My mouth was watering as I carried the tray over to one of the tables further inside and sat down.
I opened as wide as I could but still couldn't get the whole burger in for the first bite, the bun crumpled against my top lip as the juicy meat filled my mouth and everything melted together, bacon, beef, bun, onion, tomato, lettuce, ketchup.' p.117
— Jun 15, 2026 12:36PM
I opened as wide as I could but still couldn't get the whole burger in for the first bite, the bun crumpled against my top lip as the juicy meat filled my mouth and everything melted together, bacon, beef, bun, onion, tomato, lettuce, ketchup.' p.117
Noam
is on page 8 of 666
'It annoyed me intensely, all of it. When at last she had some energy, why couldn't she channel it in a way that could benefit us all? At the same time, I often felt sorry for her. She was like a little girl who'd got lost and kept telling herself everything was all right.' p.8
— Jun 11, 2026 11:52AM
