Currently listening to the 40k audio drama The Madness Within as we trek through the wilds of Ohio. Gorgeous countryside, fields streaking by, so flat horizon only broken by copse of trees blossoming in the early Spring. There is a kind of quantifiable metric to this flatness betrayed by the height of water towers and the distance between them. Multiple stories high, gravity working unseen to irrigate the surrounding fields and farms.
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Stop waxing poetic and pass me a Cliff Bar already.
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