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Trust

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Trust

Count the fingers on each new hand as this time there may be more of them, or too few. This is the way the world ends. Not with a bang, but a finger. Amongst several of my strange cognitive habits, lies my finger-counting woe. I can't look at a photograph with hands present without counting the fingers. It's as if I'm guessing something is immediately off, or that I'll be caught off-guard, so it's an internalised safety mechanism. I don't know where it came from, or where it ends. Do we all have the same amount of fingers? Why do we trust...

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