I have in mind a pastiche of The Library of Babel, in which the volumes' pages contain, rather than 40 lines of 80 black letters, a nine-by-nine grid of boxes, some boxes blank, some containing a decimal digit. The hardy folk who wander the Library's hexagonal galleries cling to a belief that its stacks contain every possible Sudoku game -- you will hear rumors from time to time, never at first hand, of a solvable Sudoku grid encountered in some distant gallery; for your own part, you have seen only blank grids, with perhaps a 3 or a 7 in one of the cells, or a grid filled entirely with 9's except for the middle cell, which is blank. Once, you found a book in which every grid had the digits 1 through 9 scattered haphazardly, just one of each digit. You could discern no pattern.
posted afternoon of Sunday, June 16th, 2024
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