You look like my college roommate Rachel. “That’s great.” Are you my college roommate Rachel? “Was she one of those five-year-old geniuses?” No. “Then, no.” You’re very visible. “I’m in no danger from hunters.” What if they’re hunting man? “Still no danger.” I meant “man” in the humanity sense. “Oh, then: yes, danger. I’ve never … Continue reading Neon Dream