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About two years earlier, the two of us had been on a rare date at a cinema in Bayswater where, just as the previews ended, a stocky American stood up and lectured the entire audience about the need to switch off their mobile phones. "I'll give you the same on delivery," Hunter added as he scrawled the jagged spikes of his signature.I pocketed the check awkwardly and said I'd be delighted to help.I cannot make you understand what it is to look at the moon through this stranger's eyes and know that I will never hold my children again.Sometimes I wake up on the ward with a pain in my chest that feels like my heart breaking. Marcel Theroux's Strange Bodies is about Nicholas Slopen's return to life, the 18th-century lexicographer Samuel Johnson and dead people inhabiting new bodies. Under the terms of the section, Leonora is my nearest relative and has the right to request my discharge. In view of the constraints upon me, I hope the reader will forgive my forgoing the usual niceties of autobiography. Dr. Ricaud had also included a glossy catalogue of his beauty products, all manufactured at his At five minutes past one, Hunter Gould arrived in the restaurant and, being shown to the table, greeted me by my first name.Although I knew Hunter from his colorful reputation as a big shot in the music business, I had neither met him nor spoken to him before that moment. . I guessed, wrongly as it turned out, that he was in his early fifties. I was uncertain of the etiquette of business lunches and slightly nervous at the prospect of sitting through an entire meal with a perfect stranger. With a fastidiousness that struck me as mildly eccentric, he had brought a special supply of alkaline mineral water with him in a copper flask. Eventually I saw a shrink who told me I was disinhibited and medicated me for it. I can't recall the name of the film, but the audience behaved impeccably throughout it.I told this story to Hunter by way of small talk when we were seated at the table.Up close, Hunter was big and toadlike, his face chubby and pugnacious and somehow a bit short of features, like an underdressed Mr. - Los Angeles Times . Wonderful.” —“An eerily plausible modern Frankenstein .