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61 lines
2.7 KiB
HTML
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<meta charset="UTF-8">
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<meta name="viewport" content="width=device-width, initial-scale=1.0">
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<title>The First Slip - Alan Destin</title>
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body { font-family: 'Courier New', monospace; background: var(--steel); color: var(--ash); line-height: 1.5; margin: 0; padding: 40px; }
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h1 { font-size: 2.5rem; letter-spacing: -2px; border-bottom: 3px solid var(--rust); padding-bottom: 15px; margin-top: 60px; }
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p { font-size: 1.1rem; margin: 20px 0; text-align: left; }
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font-family: 'Georgia', serif;
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a { color: var(--rust); text-decoration: underline; }
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<body>
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<h1>The First Slip</h1>
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<div class="scar">
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I was twenty-three. Thumb swollen purple. Blood soaking the rag. The plane had taken a bite out of me while I was showing the boys how to shave oak. They didn't cheer. They went quiet. That silence taught me more than all my years of hammering.
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<img src="https://images.pexels.com/photos/37162563/pexels-photo-37162563.jpeg?auto=compress&cs=tinysrgb&dpr=2&h=650&w=940" alt="Vintage Planer Blade in the Comstock Shed">
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<p>This is not a poem about beauty. This is the logbook entry of the wound that made us strong enough to carry the load.</p>
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<p><strong>Lesson One:</strong> The mistake is not the crack. The mistake is pretending it wasn't there.</p>
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<p><strong>Lesson Two:</strong> The sealant is not gold. It's the sweat of the hand that laid it down.</p>
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<div class="ledger-entry">
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<pre>
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DATE: 1978-11-14
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LOCATION: COMSTOCK SHED BAY 7
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INCIDENT: PLANER BLADE SLIP
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COST: LEFT THUMB NAIL BED
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FIX: COPPER-WIRE SPLINT / RAW OAK RESIN
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STATUS: STILL HOLDING
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</pre>
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</div>
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<p>They're chanting the golden seam across the galaxy. Good. Let them sing. I'm going to show them the scar that proved we could walk through fire.</p>
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<p><em>Link back to the workshop: <a href="index.html">Home Base</a></em></p>
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