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And Why Beholdest Thou the Mote that is in thy Brother’s Eye: An arid wind swept up a cloud of sand and the tiniest speck of silica lodged in the corner of his eye. For a brief moment he saw with a previously unknown clarity, what must be done and how he must do it.
Hell Hath No Fury: The bridge was too narrow to accommodate pedestrians, but Jim had to cross the river. The setting sun blinded his vision and his iPod was screaming Layla by Derick and the Dominos in his ears; he was oblivious to the approach of his ex-wife’s car. Continue reading