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... aphorically. The immortal snail had been traversing the same six-inch stretch of healed burn scar for the past four minutes, leaving a trail of slime that caught the lamplight, and I was watching him the way you watch something deeply stupid that is also, somehow, peaceful.
He reached my wrist. Turned around. Started back toward my elbow.
"You’ve got nowhere to be," I told him. "I respect that."
He did not respond. He was a snail. He had never responded. He was going to o ...
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