CHAPTER 21Hubert lay awake in his bed for hours watching the light change from the color of lead to a bright orange and hearing every single rooster of the village greet the day. He thought of ways to accept his uncertain future. I've seen quite a bit of the world. I can't complain. He thought about the ingenious provision that had equipped humans with the means of traveling without physical locomotion: the mind. Having mapped every bit of the outside into some kind of inside panopticum, the mind had a stage on which plays could be performed in endless varieties. Here, miraculously contained in a small vessel, was the Grand Canyon and the marshlands of the Camarque, the majestic Alhambra, Freiburg's Cathedral, and Helga's breasts, all still in place, ready to reveal their secrets again and
