A tragic sigh. "Information. What's wrong with dope and women? Is it any wonder the world's gone insane, with information come to be the only real medium of exchange?" "I thought it was cigarettes." "You dream." He brings out a list of Zürich cafés and gathering spots. Under Espionage, Industrial, Slothrop finds three. Ultra, Lichtspiel, and Sträggeli. They are on both banks of the Limmat, and widely spaced. "Footwork," folding the list in an oversize zoot-suit pocket. "It'll get easier. Someday it'll all be done by machine. Information machines. You are the wave of the future.
( Thomas Pynchon )
[ Gravity's Rainbow ]
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