it_is_larger raze an arm is not a limb. it's the ability to put it all together, and the long reason why. give it some air between the ligaments of guesswork and distrust. when did you first know you were alive? i'll tell you. it was yesterday. and every yesterday is on its way to being something different. something better. something more like now. (if it's obvious, someone else will drink it.) 220824 what's it to you? who go blather from