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l is a neurological response in the olfactory cortex in the temporal lobe. Therefore, smell is a part of your body. "
"Fuck you and the Discovery Channel," said Lulu. "Its still a stupid answer. You dont want to give up your brain. Trust me on this. Without smell, youd never get laid again. Sex is all about smell. Pheromones. All that invisible shit that lets you know who wants to ride you like a rocking horse and who just wants to cadge drinks. " Lulu turned around in her saddle. "Am I right, Shrike? Guys are such idiots. They dont know dick about smell. "
"Shes right, Spyder. Sex is smell. Smell is sex. "
"Youre all against me," Spyder said. "Primo, you lost something the other day. You should be playing, too. What part of your body would you lose first if you had to lose something?"
"I dont think Id like to lose anything more, thank you," said Primo.
Shrike said, "You dont want to play game this with Primo. Hell win. "
"Whys that?" Spyder asked.
"Primo, what did you do with your severed arm?" Shrike asked.
"I ate it, maam. "
From the desert floor rose the detritus of long dead cities. Spyder slowed as they rode among the ruins. He ran his fingers over broken pillars that curved up from the sand like the ribs of a fossilized giant. Spiral stairways curled into the empty sky. Faceless, wind-scarred statues stood watch over the wreckage of enigmatic machines of corroded brass gears and cracked mirrors, stained ivory, springs, sprockets and shattered quartz lenses.
"Ive never seen anything like this before," he said. "Its beautiful. "
"I have seen all the works that are done

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