And I often dream of chemistry at night, dreams that conflate the past and the present, the grid of the periodic table transformed to the grid of Manhattan. {…} Sometimes, too, I dream of the indecipherable language of tin {a confused memory, perhaps, of its plaintive "cry"}. But my favorite dream is of going to the opera {I am Hafnium}, sharing a box at the Met with the other heavy transition metals-my old and valued friends-Tantalum, Rhenium, Osmium, Iridium, Platinum, Gold, and Tungsten.
( Oliver Sacks )
[ Uncle Tungsten ]
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