Up along the tower he went. Down from the tower came the handbills. On each handbill was instructions for what to do. On the back of each handbill was instructions for what not to do. He had hand-lettered the original and then run off copies in the print shop, careful to give each one a unique touch, maybe a decorated letter that create a sense of illuminated manuscript, maybe an extra slogan in all gaps. The handbills fell through the air to where people would have been standing had the place not been empty. The handbills fell to the ground. He stayed in the tower, waiting for people to come and read the instructions and learn what to do and what not to do. The sun set and rose and set again, signaling a long wait.
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