he could still never accept the way each owner, each shadow, filed in only to exchange a dented, malfunctioning version of himself for another, just as futureless, automotive projection of somebody else's life. As if it were the most natural thing. To Mucho it was horrible. Endless, convoluted incest.
In Thomas Pynchon's "The Crying of Lot 49," the protagonist Mucho grapples with the superficiality of societal exchanges. He observes how individuals trade their flawed identities for distorted reflections of someone else's existence, revealing a cycle of disconnection and dissatisfaction. This act of exchanging "dented, malfunctioning" versions of themselves signifies a deeper existential crisis, where each person is merely a shadow of another, perpetuating a sense of futility and loss.
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