"That night she leaned over the washbasin in her room and cleaned a steel wool pad with disinfectant. The she used the pad to scour a scrub brush, cleaning every bristle. But she hadn't cleaned the original disinfectant in something stronger than disinfectant. She hadn't done this because the regression was infinite. And the regression was infinite because it's called infinite regression. You see how fear spreads beyond the pushy extrusions of matter and into the elevated spaces where words play upon themselves."
-Don DeLillo, Underworld (1997)
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DeLillo's is a much better regress than mine, which is more recursion, properly. Thanks for posting, Sarah.
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