Sometimes, one can only approach one’s history from some paces away, and prod it gingerly with a stick, turning it over ever so gently, and not go any closer for fear that it will wake up and turn rabid.
Sometimes, one can only approach one’s history from some paces away, and prod it gingerly with a stick, turning it over ever so gently, and not go any closer for fear that it will wake up and turn rabid.
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