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  • July 30, 2012 - 4:59 PM

Twenty
minutes
was
the
spell
between
my
crossing
and
when
it
fell.
Twenty
minutes
ordering
files.
Twenty
minutes
buying
meat.
Twenty
choices,
street
to
street.
To
beat
survival’s
twenty
questions
“twenty
minutes”
doesn’t
answer
well.

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