Endeavoring - for the first time - on Pynchon tonight. Making premature predictions based on nothing but stereotype, I foresee one of the following occurring as a direct result from reading V. on the F train:
a) I will get asked out by a gentleman in horn-rimmed glasses and suspenders
OR
b) I will get many, many dirty looks from fellow commuters
Considering I will probably be reading this for the next…sixty eons or so, I suppose I have quite a long period in which to test my hypotheses.
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