Evacuation: Math
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No tensile strength. No. Let’s face it: the poem at the beginning of the book was less endearing than the door at the end. Knock-knock. So something got out. It was painful, that fall, precipitated by a turn into the barn. While leaves floored down. An adventure, mind. The elk moon sleek and shiny. The wonderful moon sleek and shiny. What else can we say? It was suggested that they lacked instinct, but they didn’t. They only lacked a helicopter. O towering inferno, O difficult heart Chief Fire Chief Michael O’Hallorhan. |
The Aspect: Ratio is what it’s about. A battle–strong but wizened lab rats overcome an army of weak beetles, and a boogie-hostage who Freaks Out sobbing sobbing sobbing just because it’s her day off. Steve isn’t in this film; yesterday he was. So she’s doing the laundry. It’s on the same channel that that old treason-play was– The Great Escape, Papillon, I forget. But touching. So she puts it in her lesson-plan. She tells her mother, This had something to do with triangulation. Something about the nerves. |