He had lost his watch, said the man.
‘Ever since I lost my watch, I’m forced to address people from time to time.’
‘If I hadn’t lost my watch, I would not have addressed you,’ he said, ‘addressed no one.’
He found the observation itself extremely interesting, said the man, that he, after I had told him that it was eight o’clock, now knew, that it was eight o’clock and that today he had, for eleven hours uninterruptedly–‘without interruption,’ he said–been walking with a single thought, ‘not up and down,’ he said, but ‘always straight ahead, yet as I now see,’ he said, ‘always in a circle. Crazy isn’t it?’
I saw that the man was wearing women’s shoes, and the man saw that I had seen that he was wearing women’s shoes.