Stories are everywhere.
They're one of the commonest materials in the world: they're blended in with the asphalt of the roads; they walk along with cats and stand beside signposts. Old tales sneak through the circles of the trees and heaps of stories are simply stacked behind the eyes of any person walking on a crowded street. The hard job is to get hold of the right glasses to identify them, to discover where the centre is, and to find a suitable hoe to dig them out.
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