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“A tidy metaphor does not make a wrong thing right.”
Cicadas hiss in the pines. They sound like fat frying in a shallow pan.
“The present is a battleground”—Yoshida straightens his spine as best he can—“where rival what-ifs compete to become the future ‘what is.’
He senses the gaze, the captain guesses, of his future self, watching him.
“we have just enough religion to make us hate, but not enough to make us love.
