{"id":3953,"date":"2021-05-08T07:34:19","date_gmt":"2021-05-08T07:34:19","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/accumulationofthings.com\/things\/?p=3953"},"modified":"2021-06-09T16:26:27","modified_gmt":"2021-06-09T16:26:27","slug":"tales-from-the-town-4-the-classification-of-animals","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/accumulationofthings.com\/things\/2021\/05\/08\/tales-from-the-town-4-the-classification-of-animals\/","title":{"rendered":"Tales From The Town #4: The Classification Of Animals"},"content":{"rendered":"

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Of all the dreams Yulia dreamed, her favourite dreams were dreams of animals.<\/p>\n

Today, around noon, as she served a customer some cigarettes from the display behind the till, she saw, out of the corner of her eye, on the street outside the shop, a turtle. And on the turtle\u2019s back she could see a tortoise. And on the tortoise\u2019s back she could see a terrapin. And on the terrapin\u2019s back she could see a fourth creature that was exactly the same as the first three creatures, except this one was even smaller again than all the others below.<\/p>\n

She didn\u2019t know what this one was called, but she was certain its name started with a T. It had to. Yet no matter how many names she tried – tartaran? tiralpoise? tintle? turlesque? – none of them seemed to fit.<\/p>\n

She was so distracted by all this she was late for lunch.<\/p>\n

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A week from now, when Yulia tells Jeanette all about it in the cafe, she will no longer remember whether it was all a dream or a sight she had actually seen. Not that it matters. That\u2019s not the point of the story now. <\/p>\n

The point of the story now<\/em> is whether on the back of the fourth creature there had been a fifth, too small for her to see, but there all the same. And on the back of the fifth, perhaps a sixth, a seventh, an eighth, a ninth\u2026 For all of them Yulia tries searching for a name. <\/p>\n

Jeanette eats her cake in silence and smiles wider with every bite.<\/p>\n

__________<\/p>\n

Notes:<\/p>\n

1. Written between the 1st and the 3rd of May, 2021<\/em>
\n2. There’ll be a new episode of this every Saturday morning now<\/em>
\n3. Until the end of time<\/em>
\n4. Or I run out of things to say<\/em>
\n5. And they run out of things to do<\/em><\/p>\n__________<\/br>

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