At 26, he was surprised to write a series of funny pornographic stories about an ancient Greek satyr lose in modern Britain. He rutted people's trouser cuffs. On the strength of the stories, Keith was offered the assistant editorship of Exposed for Men. Needed the money. Hated it. The walls were covered in fanny. He lied about his job. They offered him editor and he left. He couldn't face telling people he was fully responsible for Britain's leading dirty magazine.
Keith is now the proud Editor of Zinc and Lead, companion periodical to Bibliographical Supplement on Mining. It has modern offices on Lower Marsh: the walls are covered with mineral crystals. It is an ambition fulfilled: he studied mineralogy at Hull and regularly used The Bibliography.
So he's happy, right? So why can he still see the satyr and his grin? Worse than that, Keith is sure suddenly that he can smell him, the goatish musk.
He looks around, paranoia in his eyes. He is of course smelling passenger 39.
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