collected raze when_muriel_met_sybren for the second time, he asked if she remembered his name. she didn't. she called him simon. "it's sybren," he said. "but last time i was semen. so we're moving in the right direction." "and what's my name?" she asked. "helen?" "it's muriel." "sorry. muriel." "i guess you got yourself back there, huh?" "i guess so." he smiled and asked if she collected anything. "god no!" she said. i could see what she was thinking. she pictured him gutting one more shelf of his life to make her smile. and she didn't want that. what we see as treasure is clutter to her. he threw up his hands, feigning fear, and said, "i'm going home!" and he did. but not before handing me a figurine that punched me right in the heart. 220825 what's it to you? who go blather from