Introduction Snap Shot:
When I blink there is running running running in my mind a thousand pictures of what I just experienced in the brief moment of the second hand on the tick tock clock flashing passing before my eyes.
Webbed tangles entwine racing racing racing to reach the spot where I will flick click that picture to spin the imaginatively detailed twisting fisting motions that just may happen upon me during the day.
Nothing organized, may be random, click, I pick the moment I choose to share.
Somehow, some way, snap shot to your brain, you get the picture.
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