How is it that one woman is…enough…for three men?” “I don’t know. ” “She must be a very talented courtesan. ” “Callie. ” “Well, that was what she was. Wasn’t it?” “Yes. ” “How very fascinating!” She smiled brightly. “I’ve never met a courtesan, you know. ” “I could have surmised as such. ” “She looked just as I imagined they did! Well, she was rather prettier. ” Ralston’s eyes darted around the room as though he was looking for the quickest escape route. “Callie. Wouldn’t you rather gamble than talk about courtesans?
David Mitchell
If only,’ Shiroyama dreams, ‘human beings were not masks behind masks behind masks. If only this world was a clean board of lines and intersections. If only time was a sequence of considered moves and not a chaos of slippages and blunders.
