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the wonder of the now (or, Cheesesteak 1, Shelob 0)

As I was walking to court this afternoon, for what promised (and proved) to be a very uneventful hearing, I felt a strange sensation creeping over me.¬† It was a faint sensation, not overpowering, but it was vaguely and¬†disturbingly¬†reminiscent of … Continue reading

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