The Inspiration for the title of the book and so much more comes from Henry Millers Tropic of Cancer. You should read it if you consider yourself a reader of books.

Below is a little explanation of the scene from the book. More can be found at Henry-miller.com

In the same window: A Man Cut in Slices! Chapter one: the man in the eyes of his family. Chapter two: the same in the eyes of his mistress. Chapter three:--No chapter three. Have to come back tomorrow for chapters three and four. Every day the window trimmer turns a fresh page.[39]

Modern Man exists cut in slices by the eyes of those who know him. But crucially, this knowledge is not merely plural; or as Miller puts it to the artist who accuses him of Surrealism, "Fuck your two ways of looking at things. Fuck your pluralistic universe[....]"[40] Miller insists upon the temporal dimension of this social slicing: for himself, for others, for readers, for writers, man is dispersed in time, knowable in his reality only day by day, page by page.