The man had not two eyebrows but a single one that extended like a vinculum over both eyes and as such served as an instruction that the pair was to be operated on as a single term by whatever it saw which in this case was the woman standing on the far bank of the narrow river half-turned away from him and looking into the distance where an orange fog was lifting off the green earth in a spectral manner. The back of her t-shirt said something he could not fully see in a language he could not read at all.
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