On the other hand, he was also enjoying the ecstasy of an idea, not daring just yet to envision its complications, dangers, and vicious absurdities. For now, the idea was enough. It was indestructible. Transforming it into reality, well, that was something else altogether. For now, though, let’s let him enjoy it.

It’s also worthy of mention that every pattern has at least one small bias, and one day it will tip itself over or fall from one page to another.

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