![]() ![]() But then I see the second strange thing-this goat, it goes flying past me, in midair. ![]() So I figure this is the first of this city’s many unknowable mysteries and I start to go on about my way. I hear it bang off the side a few times but once again, there’s no crash, no splash, like it just kept fallin’ forever. So, I circle around and I give it a good kick and it tumbles down into the hole. ![]() And teeterin’ right on the edge of the hole is an old refrigerator. So now I’m real curious, and I look around for somethin’ else to throw down there. Coin just tumbles into the darkness and disappears. I look down and I can’t see a bottom, so I pull a quarter out of my pocket and toss it down, and listen for a clink or a splash. And I’m walkin’ through a construction site-and it was all construction sites back then, you understand-and I come across this hole in the ground, ’bout ten feet in diameter. I remember my very first night here-and this is goin’ on fifteen years ago-I was takin’ a walk downtown, tryin’ to get a feel for the place. “Tabula Rasa can make you feel like you’ve taken a train to Bizarro world. ![]()
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