Letter to a Version of M yself in a Dimension Without InsectsThere are these crea­tures we have here. Letter in Which I Tell a Version of Myself in Another Dimension About the Only Time I Quenched My Thirst for Righteous VengeanceA bank robbed me & then the bank went under. If you can’t then let me tell you about the time I con­fessed to an arti­fi­cial intel­li­gence that I was hurt­ing. Letter in Which I Tell a Version of Myself in Another Dimension About That Time Only One TV Was WorkingIn your dimen­sion do quin­decil­lions of minia­ture screens melt into each oth­er to form Reality? The leaves all turned par­adise pink & frozen-hell blue for half a sec­ond & then every sin­gle TV set lit up like noth­ing ever hap­pened.