Lesson 8
Rule: How you see time decides how it flows through you.
  "The city of Pasadena does not need a Target superstore," said the fat balding man, flashing his Pasadena City College ring towards maps like war plans and unevenly divided pie charts.
  "Are you sure?" asked the councilwoman, with her legs severely crossed beneath her blue suit skirt.
  Barry found himself in a hallway. Through an open door he could see a green-suited Doug, with pony tail and red-veined eyes, glare at the councilwoman with contempt and then, bored, turning towards the window.