Tokyo to Tijuana: Gabriele Departing AmericaSills, Steven David Justin
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Tokyo to Tijuana: Gabriele Departing America
Sills, Steven David Justin
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"What's nothing?"
"Comics."
"In Braille?"
"Yes."
"You can't see the pictures. There are no pictures in that book, are there?
There are words. I guess being blind makes you have to develop a vivid
imagination." Seong Seob did not say anything. "Comics about what?" He was
trying to control this disapproving undertone that often crept into his voice.
He disliked wasted leisure. It did not seem to him that leisure should be such
a frivolous pastime with the few when the many were so needy. He also did not
like Saeng Seob's lack of motivation; and it was only because of his friend's
blindness and knowledge that his mother had thrown him like a coin into a
wishing well of death that Sang Huin managed to stay mute about this issue. For
the first time a better reason for not judging others formulated in his head:
he who was a promiscuous homosexual, an unfaithful partner to his friend, one
who had urged the abortion of his former girl friend's embryo, and had by his
Puritanical Korean values been an inadvertent abettor of the crime against his
sister, Jun Jin, had no moral authority to state an opinion about anything.
Even if Saeng Seob at times exhibited double his own reticence making
conversation short of impossible, he knew that this was even less of a reason
to judge him than the fact that he was such an unmotivated sloth. Still it was
natural to think that one's own introverted character was right in being such
and that someone else who was sometimes even more reticent, was abnormal. He
thought, "So this guy has a part time job with his cousin and no real hobbies
outside of strumming on a guitar and light reading-- these are innocuous
pursuits in one who from his pain could have become a hardened criminal. Surely
there are blind bad guys in penitentiaries; and who am I to judge him?" . "A
cat"
"Garfield?"
"Yes."
"In a book?"
"A collection."
Relinquishing the idea of having a meaningful conversation, Sang Huin changed
the channel to CNN and got his fix of war updates; but a half hour later it
became an overdose. He turned down the macabre sounds and returned to his
computer.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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