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The world is one built on visual deception. I thought of this last night. I was driving to band practice, listening to Rosanne Cash, when I glanced up. Between the gap of two high hills, the silvery ghost fade of a summer moon hung in the sky. It was stunning, this floating coin stuck in the gap of the land. But it was all trickery. The distance between the moon and the small mountains too far to consider. The road fed me right into the hills, and the moon disappeared. #smallstories