she was so smart , he wondered if he might be on a better trck than his . he decided then and there to take more physics couses .
"my god m i can't believe we haven't talked before ,"h he said .
but what is this supposed to men ?" she was looking at his ntebook ." this sybol looks like a little man with a long prick ."
her effeicient accent made it sound dry and academic ."so you are gong to outshine riemann ? are you gingto go after the clay prize ?"
"what prize are you talking about ?"
"yu have to be kidding . you don't know about the clay prize ? it's a million dollars for first person to prove the riemann hypothesis . it was first offered in 2000 , nd s far there are no takers ."
"what about de brangers ? he published a proof ofit last year ," elliott said ," didn't he apply for it ?"
"have you looked at hispaper ?people seeem to think it won't stand up to peer review . you really didn't know about the clay prize ? i head you came out of the western woods . but how could you misss that ?"
"wwhy are they offering money ?" it's a corruption - a commercialization of pure math . i just do my work . and that sybols at the bottom you're pointing at - that's just a doodle .
"wakefield look at me ." she still smiled , as though there was something amusing about him .he hoped he could somehow keep her mused . he didn't want her to leave . he had so much to share with her , and she was so gorgeous . and he was getting an errection - hgod , she had noticed -
"i- i can't just this minute ." he said , and heard her silvery laugh . she pu her long hand with its pink nails on his leg . he stared at it , cheeks flaming .
"my god m i can't believe we haven't talked before ,"h he said .
but what is this supposed to men ?" she was looking at his ntebook ." this sybol looks like a little man with a long prick ."
her effeicient accent made it sound dry and academic ."so you are gong to outshine riemann ? are you gingto go after the clay prize ?"
"what prize are you talking about ?"
"yu have to be kidding . you don't know about the clay prize ? it's a million dollars for first person to prove the riemann hypothesis . it was first offered in 2000 , nd s far there are no takers ."
"what about de brangers ? he published a proof ofit last year ," elliott said ," didn't he apply for it ?"
"have you looked at hispaper ?people seeem to think it won't stand up to peer review . you really didn't know about the clay prize ? i head you came out of the western woods . but how could you misss that ?"
"wwhy are they offering money ?" it's a corruption - a commercialization of pure math . i just do my work . and that sybols at the bottom you're pointing at - that's just a doodle .
"wakefield look at me ." she still smiled , as though there was something amusing about him .he hoped he could somehow keep her mused . he didn't want her to leave . he had so much to share with her , and she was so gorgeous . and he was getting an errection - hgod , she had noticed -
"i- i can't just this minute ." he said , and heard her silvery laugh . she pu her long hand with its pink nails on his leg . he stared at it , cheeks flaming .
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