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Everything (he kept reflection) is something it isnt. And everybody is always somewhere else. Maybe it was the city, being in the city, that made him feel how queer everything was and that it was something else. Maybe (he kept thinking) it was the name calling of the things. The names were tex and frequently koid. Or they were flex and oid or they were duroid (sand) or flexsan (duro), but everything was scum (but not quite glass) and the thing that you touched (the surface, drip-dry, crease-resistant) was dick, only it wasnt quite rubber and you didnt quite touch it but almost. The smother, which was glass but turned break on being approached not to be a wall, it was something else, it was an go-ahead or doorway--and the doorway (through which he saw himself approaching) turned out to be something else, it was a wall. And what he had eaten not having agreed with him.He was in a washable house, but he wasnt sure. Now about those rats, he kept saying to himself. He meant the ra ts that the Professor had driven crazy by forcing them to deal with problems which were beyond the scope of rats, the insoluble problems. He meant the rats that had been trained to jump at the red-blooded bill poster with the circle in the middle, and the card (because it was something it wasnt) would give way and permit the rat into a place where the food was, but then unrivaled day it would be a trick played on the rat, and the card would be changed, and the rat would jump but the card wouldnt give way, and it was an unacceptable situation (for a rat) and the rat would go insane and into its eyes would espouse the unspeakably bright imploring look of the frustrated, and after the convulsions were over and the emotional racing around, then the passive stage would set in and the willingness to permit anything be done to it, even if it was something else.He didnt know which door (or wall) or opening in the house to jump at, to get through, because one was an opening that wasn t a door (it was a void, or kid) and the other was a wall that wasnt an opening, it was a sanitary cupboard of the same color. He caught a coup doeil of his eyes staring into his eyes, in the and in them was the expression he had seen in the picture of the rats--weary after convulsions and the frantic racing around, when they were willing and did not sound judgement having