- Light, born inside the sun, spends years traveling, hits a wooden plank and reflects, partially, into a photo-censor, to be stored as bits on magnetic surfaces, or waves of neuron information, or are recorded with paper and ink, later [editor's note: now] to be turned into more bits.
- A quiet harbor marina, dozens of boats bobbing in unison, the loud restaurant dominators the auditory, until a small Cesna interferes over head. Summer.
- The fight was even-matched, we gave as good as was pummeled upon us, when finally a good guess turned the tide and won the war.
- The beers are yellow-orange and light-brown, the latter a cool cask draft, hoppy and bitter both.
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