The fog filled in the street during the ten or twenty minutes that I was inside. I cut through the park on the way home, attracted by the glowing lights. When I stepped off the track, the grass crackled. It was stiff with fresh frost.
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The fog filled in the street during the ten or twenty minutes that I was inside. I cut through the park on the way home, attracted by the glowing lights. When I stepped off the track, the grass crackled. It was stiff with fresh frost.
“The frog jumped in the street during the ten or twenty minutes that I was inside.”
That’s what I read at first. I was trying to imagine a frog dodging traffic for twenty minutes…
Remember the chicken that jumped around in traffic in the Atari game “Freeway?” Not everyone could keep that chicken going twenty minutes, but some of the family could.