We had to get the last few drops of oil from Dad's chainsaw oiler out of it's tin to roll ink at Potomac while getting airs into airplane tires at the football game that never happened.
Said to be the sundial of savages, the shadows where one can read the absence of the thing represented. Only during daylight of course.
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