May I look at your books is a question I think that no one of my generation or older would make. It came from a younger friend, as if asking to read something secretive, like a diary.
“Of course!” I responded.
A quick scan resulted in wide eyes, “This is chaos!”
“There is no such thing as chaos.”
“Look at this mess!”
“Why don’t you shut up and let one pick you?”
I was answered with the face of speechlessness.
“Just because you cannot see the Order doesn’t mean there isn’t One.”
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