(By the end of this year, every city will be the City of the Future.)

I was only eleven, but I still remember today what she said.

"No, this is the City of the Future," she said as I boarded the monorail home, "If you bring that postcard, you risk a time paradox collapse."

Gosh. I'd assumed it was just the hyperbole of an ambitious city planning commission.

(no subject)

"Perhaps this will help," the mad scientist said to me.

He flipped a switch on his device, and turned into a comic book character.

"These are string theory zombies," he said again, "They crave branes."

I could read the text above his head this time, so it made sense. Talking with a comic book character makes things so much easier!