How Shensh, even, anyway, turned any of this into even... that was the mystery. Story. That – reality – that was the mystery.

“Ha,” he laughed, maybe he shouldn't have; he couldn't interpret what any of this meant, “And there's no p52.”

“Her talent -”

“Another one who/that/does/precisely that -”

“That's why I had to ram as much truth in there as I could without - I can walk that tightrope, I promise you - it'll hold,” - he had to sell it; he had no idea whether it would hold or not, theoretically, he thought, it should, it would be better, it would hold, it wasn't that; it was just, there would be political consequences. “The story will hold, what else could hold it. I don't know if, perhaps maybe you haven't - noticed it -” and - hooray - he had a new theory - he always lived, acted in response to possessing a new theory, of reality; anything else.

It was vague, of course, but it was something to do with Massimo - of his not really existing – he existed – he existed – he existed – but did he really even exist?

A new species of insanity.

They could be fun. They could be diverting, “I don't know if you've noticed, maybe you really haven't - being as you are surrounded by them,” a complete waste he made sure to communicate, “but someone is murdering Slys.” it was useful for him to feign concern at this point - he did care. - Why was he always so – on himself? “- The Slys still working, the ones we do have – I feel rather a lot of affection for Slys, you understand. They're good. And someone is murdering them. I don't know if you've noticed that – but there is a direct relationship between how much reality we ram in that thing and - with its various structural claddings of dissimulation you know so we don't get too large a group of people completely comprehending in actuality how the world in which they operate, live actually, functions; who is in charge, type of thing. - It takes a lot out of our friends when there's nothing - in there - true, actually true, or we're forcing them/it – it's violence – to dream on themes that have nothing. Nothing related to how any of how this actually functions, at least here – they're dying.”