"Robert Grossbach - Of Scorned Women and Causal Loops" - читать интересную книгу автора (Grossbach Robert)тАЬThat would be fine, yes,тАЭ said Lagrange. They exited the building by a rear door, emerged into bright sunlight. Almost immediately, he tripped over a raised section of concrete walkway, winced as he regained his balance. тАЬAre you okay?тАЭ She reached out to steady his arm and momentarily, quite against his will, he became aroused. How pathetic, he thought, that the mere incidental touch of a woman could do that to him. тАЬIтАЩm fine,тАЭ he said. тАЬI strained a hamstring while I was jogging the other day. A warning from nature, I suppose, to stop trying to interfere with her course.тАЭ тАЬNow you sound like Giorgio.тАЭ тАЬReally? In what way?тАЭ тАЬHe was always talking about death. Well, alluding to it, anyway. That is, when he wasnтАЩt talking about physics. He seemed to feel he was racing against a time-table. He wanted to get the Nobel while he could appreciate it.тАЭ They entered a narrow two-story building that connected at an odd angle to two other identical structures. тАЬHe was disappointed he didnтАЩt get it for the Higgs. . .тАЭ тАЬYou know about the Higgs?тАЭ They walked down an asbestos-tiled corridor. тАЬNot much. I know itтАЩs the name given to fields of some sort and also to the particles that presumably transmit them. Higgs bosons, I believe theyтАЩre called. Goldman found the first one right here and got the prize тАФwhen was it? тАФabout fifteen years ago.тАЭ тАЬTwo thousand three,тАЭ she said. тАЬGiorgio felt it shouldтАЩve been his.тАЭ They entered a small cantina. Candy and Coke machines on one wall. Ten tables and chairs. Microwave oven. Coffee stand. тАЬThis okay?тАЭ she asked. тАЬAnything,тАЭ he said. тАЬAs long as I donтАЩt have to hear those generators.тАЭ They sat at one of the tables, and she brought over some cafe au lait. He sipped at the Styrofoam cup. тАЬSo Giorgio was bitter.тАЭ тАЬOh, of course,тАЭ she said quickly. тАЬIsnтАЩt that de rigueur for world-class physicists who feel theyтАЩre being overlooked? Bitter, driven, obsessed, callousтАЭ тАФher voice deepened, her gaze drifted off тАФ тАЬmanipulative, cold, |
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