Newest used-book artifact I've discovered:
An unused boarding pass for a flight from Houston to Las Vegas, with a matching (used) return boarding pass stub, dated two days later. I was puzzled by these. So, like my literary forebears, I tried to make sense of the madness by writing about it. So I'm halfway into yet another short story. I think I may finish this one--i'm curious to see how it ends.
Oh, by the way, the book in which I found these two items? Fight Club. How badass is that.
And no, the name on the ticket stubs was not Tyler Durden. Cuz I checked.
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