Fickt nicht mit dem Racketnmensch!
I almost copied and pasted the eighth post from the Caliboyinbrooklyn site. For no reason, of course.
It was an open letter to Norm about Gravity's Rainbow and a German Imipolex movie. Imipolex is a substance, a type of thinking rubber, that a suit is made of in that novel. Something so radical sounds almost like it should be a key component to any novel, but, like so many other incredible things in Pynchon novels, is barely a passing thought, like the were-beaver or super-sonic mechanical duck in Mason & Dixon.
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