I could hear him just around the corner, so I just started pre-firing until he walked right into the cascade of bullets.

seeds […] wearied or exantlated

Spirit-rapping made easy; or, how to come out as a medium.

And he finds himself considering those 60-story attitudes until he wonders what he is doing here, acreless, growing no tomatoes, watching all this progress turn his fingernails white and perfect for holding a pen or a glass.