So,
according to multiverse theory, there’s a universe somewhere in which that
could – would – have been Stephanie and
me, on the train. Extraordinary
thought. But if the multiverse is
infinite, like George said it is, then somewhere there must also be trains
where I’m making out with Linda Evangelista, Meryl Streep, the nice-looking
girl from the dry cleaners, her mother and Condaleezza Rice. Maybe all five at once. Inevitably
all five at once, given the nature of infinity.
(from When It’s A
Jar by Tom Holt)
8*/10. The complete review is here.
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