This text is a collaboration with Asli Cavusoglu on the thematic of multiverse for OuUnPo publication, January 2009
We might not know who on earth Mr. B is, but we are free to think of him as a medium-size Klein bottle
On a sunny afternoon as it always is the counter of an encounter casts a picture, a picture of a surmised Mr B. ‘What if I did not come here’, he whispers, realising that it was a thought with a sound. He would swallow the sound back if he didn’t think that the thought would also disappear somewhere inside him. Leaving his coat at the reception, he calculates immediately that the number given to him is a prime.
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