一扇门的大学英语作文
   everything (he kept saying) 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 names of the things. the names were te and frequently
koid. or they were fle and oid or they were duroid (sand) or flesan (duro), but
everything was glass (but not quite glass) and the thing that you touched (the
surface, washable, crease-res ...