• Vol. 04
  • Chapter 03
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How to measure the ocean

It was an urge, no, a yearning, to be more like Humboldt – or at least a hope to be even an infinitesimal fraction as well known as him; or perhaps to really stick it to those Mountain View boys and show them that he could actually crack, win their digital parlour games, their snide sheep/goat sorting algorithm made tangible in the sweat that gathered on his forehead in the interview as he tried to think and the only thing he thought was I can’t think right now. He sat staring at his agony aunt and asked, “How do I measure you then?” Later he swore that, within the breathy surf, Neptune chuckled and said, “First brother, you need to listen.”