Weekly serial ALL THE PEOPLE YOU CAN EAT Chapter 19: Tiara lusts after Dr. Banga

Tiara was beside herself. Dr. Banga had agreed to a date. Well, not exactly a date, but he was going to accompany her to the annual Literary Lions dinner at the New York Library presided over by the charismatic Dr. Gregonzo. Dr. Banga and Dr. Gregonzo. There was a certain synergy of sound, she thought.

At the New York Library, theirs was the most illustrious and literate table. They had Don Upchuck, the famous writer who had set himself the challenge of discerning the entire human condition in one round of golf; Job Carrott Grits, who had written more celebrated novels than all her peers combined; and Josey Diddleon, who had written fewer novels than any one of her peers but was celebrated for the limpid minimalism of her prose which said very little, but which said more in what it did not say than others said in what they did say. There was also an irritating little man in a white suit who should have been a waiter but was masquerading as a writer. He was one of those empty people who took the correct labeling of things – the way a waiter names and describes specials – to be thoughts. Tiara thought of hiring him to write a vast tome about the new Siberia to get him out of the way for a few years. There was also a professor of philosophy (Tiara had no idea they still existed) whose beat was consciousness.
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