On a playground, one of the biggest fears is misplacing or getting misplaced. Stop and take stock: how many friends did we have in this universal year, and how many friends had we the right to expect? Figures are tumbling into the margins again, down a greased slide, way too fast. You might think it’s cinnabar, but no, it’s green: that color of digits, that color of feasts.
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