“Yeah… I don´t know. I just write a blog and books about explotation and harassment”, the writer says.

“Yeah… I don´t know. I just write a blog and books about explotation and harassment”, the writer says.

“Yeah”, I reply as I take a sip of coffee, “that´s cool. So why did you want to meet me?”

He pauses; this is my chance.

“I want you to start a rumor about me on Dorinto.”

I pause; excuse me?

“Excuse me?”

He leans back in his chair; taking a sip of coffee, he sighs.

“I need publicity”, he says as he leans forward and sets his taza down, “I need grassroots advocacy and I think that the best way is to get people talking about me behind my back.”

I look away; there´s 14 surfers today.

“So anyways”, I reply as I pick up my taza, “what do you want me to say?”

“Ok”, he replies as he pulls a small piece of paper out of his pocket.

He starts reading the note.

“THAT dude has a crush on HER.”

I pause; that sounds easy.

“That sounds easy”, I reply as I lean back in my chair.

I look back out the window; now there´s 15 surfers.

“So”, I continue as I pick up my taza, “what do I get out of it?”

He pauses; let´s see if he takes up my offer.

“I´ll buy 7 digitalbooks from you”, he replies.

I pause; I sigh.

“Yeah”, I reply as I lean forward and pick up my biscotti off the tray, “that seems nice, but, the thing is–I don´t accept money from you.”

I pause, again.

“I´m going to

“Are you sure?”, he cuts in.

“I´m going to spread the rumor ´cause I think it´s the right thing to do. You don´t owe me–we´re fine.

He pauses; he doesn´t want anything?

“Ok.”


“So are you going to do it?”, my wife asks as she pulls the digitalcalabaza out of the microwave.

“You know”, I reply as I hit recline on my chair in the kitchen, “yes.”

“But”, she replies as she sets the platter on the table, “I didn´t think you liked him?”

“Exactly”, I reply as I reach over for a spoon, “that´s why I´m doing it.”

“I don´t understand.”

“You remember back on Earth what people would say about loaning someone $20?”

“Um…”, she says as she reaches for the digitaltea, “don´t spend it all in one place?”

“No”, I reply as I take a bite of the digitalturkey, “if a friend comes to you and needs money, and you loan them money, and they don´t pay you back, or you don´t see them again–it was money well spent. Like… if you loan a friend $20 and you don´t hear from them again, it was money well spent.”

“Yeah”, she replies as she takes a sip of digitaltea, “I don´t really know what the fuck you are talking about.”

“Yeah”, I reply as I take a sip of coffee, “you know.. I don´t really know what the fuck I´m talking about most of the time either. It, this mouth, just starts saying things–and I just kinda go with it?”

“I think you´re strange”, she replies as she takes another sip of digitaltea.

I chuckle.

“You married me”, I laugh as I put my spoon into the digitalcalabaza.

I laugh again.

“You married a strange guy, loser”, I chuckle again.

“Well”, she replies as she turns her head to me, “that can be changed.”

I pause; I think I´m supposed to shut up.

“Love you”, I reply as I take a sip of coffee and turn my head to look out the window.

“Yeah”, she replies as she takes another sip of digitaltea, “I know.”



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