I’ve been mulling over a plot fork that I’ll soon face. A few minutes ago, I was quilting, and Peter Schilling’s cover of “Major Tom” was playing, and I realized that it’s not X or Y, it’s X and Y.
Sometimes the fork is a spoon.
I’ve been mulling over a plot fork that I’ll soon face. A few minutes ago, I was quilting, and Peter Schilling’s cover of “Major Tom” was playing, and I realized that it’s not X or Y, it’s X and Y.
Sometimes the fork is a spoon.
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