From the verses of Shakespeare to the violence of Football, a soft hand on the nape of my neck to the rim's hard rattle after a dunk, the mute of Miles to the rhymes of Rakim, Hershey's chocolate to a garlic peppered, cedar-planked salmon drizzled with lemon-dill butter, my thoughts scatter like grains of black sand across a wind-blown beach.
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