AtDDtA(15): He Is Not What He Says He Is

[Dave Monroe]

On 8/12/07, Mark Kohut <markekohut at yahoo.com> wrote:

> me. either...they just fade from each other...? Like an entropic
> relationship?

Oops, sorry, Brenda, I mean ...

"Hand in hand with Brenda whom he'd met yesterday, Profane ran down
the street.  Presently, sudden and in silence, all illumination in
Valetta, houselight and streetlight, was extinguished.  Profane and
Brenda continued to run through the abruptly absolute night, momentum
alone carrying them toward the edge of Malta, and the Mediterranean
beyond." (V., p. 491)