Red Deer lived on the street. He told us he’d be going to the store in the morning because there would be a sale on math equations. He needed to buy math equations. He insisted on it.
He said he ate rocks for food and needed nothing else to survive.
He carved instructions regarding the creation of a nuclear reactor into the wall of my friend’s condo with a hunting knife. The secret wasn’t uranium. Nope. Red Deer said the key to a smooth running nuclear reactor was a supply of Lucifer crystals.