Is there anything as good as reading a new and anticipated book while eating a bowl of beef udon? Probably not. So I took the new book mentioned in the post below to the regrettably named Sushi Boy in the World Trade Center and got a bowl and then sat at the counter and slurped and read.
What is it about seeing someone eating their lunch absorbed in a book in a public place that tells some people "say, I should talk to that person, interrupt what they are doing, and ask them questions"? See the intent reading posture? The air of contentedness? The lack of come-talk-to-me signals? The every sign that I am in my own space? That means, in the most polite way possible, kindly fuck off. What possesses you to start a one-sided conversation with me?
The best suggestion I've gotten so far, after posting about this elsewhere: "Well, it's a book about a serial killer who slaughters people who interrupt him while he is reading. I just got to the chapter about the noodle shop."
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