TireTracts (No. 002)
The wheels of justice blur out of control before my eyes. I stood before the Judge shoulder to shoulder with my aggressor, avoiding her eyes as she avoided mine. Workings behind the scenes have allowed that our case be postponed until such time that I may gather my defenses. For now, life continues. I've decided to read Edward O. Wilson's The Future of Life for clues.
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