Eight inches. In some contexts, eight inches can be enormous. Close your eyes and imagine it. Eight. Inches. Now imagine something completely different. You and I are holding hands. We are skipping and skipping and skipping. We skip for a mile like that, hand in hand. At the end of that mile, the ground under your feet is eight inches lower than the ground below mine. It is a gradual descent. Neither of us can feel it happening. It is like a flower blooming. You can see the difference over t...
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