Dwight,
It was a weak effort to communicate in Dwight-ese. I closed my eyes and emptied my mind of all thoughts...a process that comes quite easy for me. I drifted back to a time in my life that is now 15 - 20 years past. All the time the ominous optical glow of Cor and Ona burn against the backdrop of my lowered eyelids, rods and cones drifting downward until I see it. "Full Reverse, power astern! Dammit Hazelwood...we're never gonna make it!"
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