The turtles I often see sunning themselves on the
floating dock where I keep my tub of a
sailboat--or, to quote the Brady Bunch, a
"broken-down barnacle barge"--remind me of how
Seattle drivers line up at stoplights with
inexplicable body-length gaps between them; key
difference is the turtles accelerate with greater
verve and alacrity.
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