第16部分

請關閉瀏覽器的閱讀/暢讀/小說模式並且關閉廣告遮蔽過濾功能，避免出現內容無法顯示或者段落錯亂。

te　bag　emblazoned　with　the　logo　of　the　literary

magazineRed　Herring　。　Double…checking　that　the　door　was　locked　tight；　he　pulled　his　threadbare

Bauhaus　T…shirt　over　his　head　and　unbuttoned　his　fine…wale　Levi？s　cords；　dropping　them　to　the

floor。　He　paid　no　attention　to　the　literary　graffiti　a　generation　of　disaffected　Strand　employees　had

scrawled　all　over　the　walls？legend　had　it　that　some　bitter　former　clerk　had　jotted　down　the　actual

New　Hampshire　home　telephone　number　of　the　famously　reclusive　J。　D。　Salinger。　He　had　only　ten

minutes　to　meet　Bree　in　Union　Square　and　he　had　to　get　out　of　his　everyday　clothes？which　reeked

of　smoke？and　into　something　cleaner　and　more　exercise…friendly。

So　he　wasn？t　the　most　athletic　guy　in　the　world。　His　relationship　or　connection　or　whatever　with

Bree　was　based　on　more　than　Lycra　clothing　and　naked　yoga　sessions。　Bree　had　opened　Dan？s

eyes；　helped　him　think　about　the　world　in　a　way　he　never　had　before。　Bending　and　posing　in　a　hot

room　with　a　sweaty　naked　guy　leaning　into　him　wasn？t　Dan？s　idea　of　a　romantic　evening；　but

reading　Bree？s　favorite　books　was　stimulating　and　thought…provoking。　He？d　done　so　much　in　his

life　already？had　a　poem　published　in　theNew　Yorker　；　interned　atRed　Herring　；　sung　his　original

songs　with　the　Raves？but　it　was　kind　of　thrilling　to　discover　something　deeper　and　more

meaningful　than　fleeting　fame。

Finding　enlightenment　in　less　than　a　week？it　must　be　some　kind　of　world　record。

He　pulled　a　clean；　bright　green　American　Apparel　T…shirt　over　his　head；　smoothed　out　his　tousled

light　brown　hair；　and　laced　up　his　ice…blue　New　Balances。　He　popped　a　piece　of　icy　mint　gum　into

his　mouth　and　exh