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A Man In a Bar
The man in the bar I met a former airline pilot in a crowded bar we had to share a table, a thing I do not care for Without introducing himself, he said he was studying Einstein’s relativities theory. I said it was too complicated for me and opened the racing section in the newspaper. He said it was easy and proceeded to tell me how easy it was: “All clocks strike twelve at noon, but not at At the same time, it depends on the time zone. in a vacuum, clocks never move as they need a gravitational pull to push time forward, the pull depends on where the clock is placed, therefore time is relative depending on space and time.” I tried to look rapt and looked back on the racing page a horse named Scandinavian beauty had good odds I thought of a girl I once knew who lived across a bridge; wished the time had been more relative go back to things before I got old. Ps. The horse came in fifth; we can’t always win.
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