"Do you believe that events happen at random,..."

[Joanne Manees]

"These days, we're a lot like Oedipa Maas, the heroine of
 Thomas Pynchon's The Crying of Lot 49, who arrived in the
 Southern California city of San Narciso and looked down a
 slope "on to a vast sprawl of houses that had grown up all
 together, like a well-tended crop, from the dull brown earth;
 and she thought of the time she'd opened a transistor radio
 to replace a battery and seen her first printed circuit. The
 ordered swirl of houses and streets, from this high angle,
 sprang at her now with the same unexpected, astonishing
 clarity as the circuit card had . . . There were to both
 outward patterns a hieroglyphic sense of concealed
 meaning, of an intent to communicate." 

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