Said to be the sundial of savages, the shadows where one can read the absence of the thing represented. Only during daylight of course.
It was manifesting in worldwide elections, economics, and between equally statured grown ups. It was metaphored for many of us as cracking in ice.
The buzzword was "trust".
The woman in the correct-size high heels was leaving a trail of indents in the pine needle covered soil. Other women were working quietly...
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