CURIOSITY. The narrator's curiosity is presented as dark and absurd. When the narrator/bag-maker meets the woman and gets to touch her heart, he thinks, "I wanted to run my fingertips over each tiny bump and furrow, touch my lips to the veins, soft tissue on soft tissue..." The most obvious part of this quote is that it seems to be quite sexual. Except rather than it being the whole body, it's just the heart --> beginning of the speaker's new obsession? Simultaneously, the narrator's thoughts are a reflection of his almost child-like curiosity, for after all, it's not everyday a person sees a heart... "The veins and arteries peeking out at the edges, the leather pulsing almost imperceptibly with each contraction, the strap caressing her graceful neck..."