The sound of a jet, an engine warming up, even the clopping of shod hooves on pavement brings on the ancient… — John Steinbeck
The sound of a jet, an engine warming up, even the clopping of shod hooves on pavement brings on the ancient shudder, the dry mouth and vacant eye, the hot palms and the churn of stomach high up under the rib cage.
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