So how did you get
in here?"
"That's the gray section, towards the end."
Julia flipped through and tried to read them. "This is worse than
'Finnegans Wake'."
"You don't know the half of it. But as I was reading that, I got
blipped to Wildwood Park."
"Blipped?"
"Pinged. You know, there one second, gone the next. Zap! All the way
from Arizona to Wisconsin!"
"That's what 'blipped' is. OK, so what were you doing in Wildwood
Park?"
"Hard to say. I was reading this over, trying to remember all the math
I knew ten years ago, thinking about how I used to come up with ideas
for class while I walked Roosevelt, about how we used to walk through
Wildwood Park on Sundays, how I used to sit on that bench across from
the swings, and next thing you know, I'm sitting on that bench looking
at the swings!"
"So, you're saying that if I went through these pages and thought of,
say, Nova Scotia, you would have blipped there instead?"
"Sort of. It's a set of equations that tells you how to travel
anywhere instantly. It took a few more tries to get it to work again,
but in the last few minutes I've been over half the globe.
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