“So what you’re saying is,” Brithpth said slowly and distinctly, “is that you eat with the same orifice you breathe with?”
“Yup,” I replied.
My guest did that thing again. He paused, in the way that a glacier might be said to pause. For a slow ten-count, he was perfectly still.
“How do you keep from clogging the tube?” he asked for the third time in an hour.
Let me go back
Do the clicky-thing and read. It's pretty good.
