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we come to hold our dearest possessions more closely than we hold our friends.
his senses would be rewarded by the indisputable evidence of the baker’s mastery.
Until, suddenly, that long-strided watchman of the minutes caught up with his bowlegged brother at the top of the dial. As the two embraced, the springs within the clock’s casing loosened, the wheels spun, and the miniature hammer fell, setting off the first of those dulcet tones that signaled the arrival of noon.
