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In walks through departure terminals, docks, bus depots, railway stations and other jumping off points I have often found a short novel called "Margaras Unlimited" with the subtitle "A Book in Motion," and the book is always read in motion, during the downtime in any journey which is also where it is written; a book of motion, a cloud of dust which when viewed from a certain angle at a particular moment appears to spell out the letters 'A,B,Q, etc' - it is always very easy to read and constitutes the perfect accompaniment to purgatorial voyages across floor-boards, fuselage, decking, floorpans, broken chassis, wreckages both submerged and terrestrial, the story of a traveller flows - bloodstain pattern analysts divine eloquent copperplate sentences in the splatter that resulted from an argument about the contrails that criss cross the sunday morning sky, shining gold in the daybreak.
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