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The Four Lane into the Brain
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was one of the many eccentric street people whose flagrant individualism helped make Asheville so interesting. With her bottle positioned just above Einstein’s unruly white hair splaying out in all directions, it looked like a nuclear missile blasting off.
Some of the crowd clapped. The other half yelled at the woman to move the heck on.
“Honorable Mr. K,” said Einstein from the body of the woman, “if ve had used tactical atomics, I’d haf to conclude that Gott does play dice vith the universe.”
The coke-bottle lady squinted in a self-absorbed way, ignoring the entire ruckus. Then she smiled, emerged from under Einstein’s hair, and strode quickly towards the mountains as if she’d remembered something important.
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Two solid objects cannot occupy the same space at the same time. On very close inspection you could tell that Einstein was not made of matter, but that the Coke lady was. Einstein and Kissinger were only images projecting from a round, black machine about a foot in diameter, with a colorful light pulsing back and forth in about a six- inch line. Jake switched off the machine’s power with a tiny remote in his hand and the two men vanished, apparently sucked into the machine. He picked up the box and walked away, satisfied with his first guerilla debate using the new technological rage, the Holographic Spectrometer — Spectrom for short.
Princeton philosophers and Georgia Tech scientists collaborated on inventing the Spectrom to make objective decisions about controversial issues. If renowned