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Achilles: Is this what remains of you when you are done ploughing through the reality of men’s dreams?
Tortoise: For the first time in our life, I would rather punch the living daylights out of you than to reason with you! What gives you the right to make of me your dream that I never was?
Achilles: [...]
Achilles: Is it tears that I see in your eyes?
Tortoise: I would have killed you long ago, if only I could live without you.
Achilles: Is it tears that I see in your eyes?
Tortoise: Tears? Remember that I danced the night away just to escape your insanity…
Achilles: You have changed. I can’t [...]
Achilles: You have been in the Matrix again, haven’t you?
Tortoise: You know me, I can’t live with it, and I can’t live without it. The Matrix is my generative, it makes me feel more human than my arthritic joints are capable of reminding me.
Achilles: But what I really want to know is if you have [...]
Achilles: Are you happy?
Tortoise: I used to measure happiness by the absence of a wish to own a Mercedes-Benz, today I am actually thinking of another equally German automotive brand although I am feeling that I am betraying my love for objects Italian…
Achilles: Is happiness about objects?
Tortoise: Yes, happiness is about objects.
Achilles: Not feelings?
Tortoise: Not [...]
Achilles: You can not think that!
Tortoise: I can. Oh, and how I can. See, today I made spaghetti sauce with white miso and rice vinegar.
Achilles: But you told me that some joker found your blog while looking for a famous relative of yours and another was looking for a friend’s face. All you managed this [...]
Achilles: Tell me, what is that I am allowed to do?
Tortoise: Do? Allowed? Nothing.
Achilles: Nothing?
Tortoise: I want a mobile phone that plugs into my mac!
Achilles: Ah… shut up Stowe Boyd is talking, listen!
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