These days only the periods between houses can be seen. The patchwork of homes has become a net from which no one escapes.
There's only endstops rolling to no beginning. To negotiate such expanses stocked with shiny ball bearings requires rollicking legwork.
Thus, a point can always be inserted between two others. It's not a futile endeavor; on the contrary, the activity ignites a consuming insistence.
Things being equal, a nest of periods makes a hard bed in which to lie. But it's the grammar behind them that carries the burden.
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