Do you know the feeling when you re-read a book for the second or third time and wonder how you missed the now apparent points? It’s like the author sent a platoon of word-maven fairies to sprinkle magic dust on your bookshelf while you were asleep, rearranging all the words into some new mystical language.
That’s how I feel returning to One Continuous…
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