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i was tight rope walking on a narrow wooden pier that went this way and that way and way way out into the ocean. i spilled some of whatever it was i eating onto my borrowed turquoise dress. the stain had been marked with a white circular sticker. a miniature five spot, no bigger than the tip of a fingernail, flew through the air like a feather and then landed on the wing of a crow.