I set out after work last night for an address on Fitzroy Street for an appointment to swap one of my maps of Charlottetown.
As I walked farther and farther down Fitzroy, the advance of the house numbers appeared to slow to a crawl, and I realized that I was in danger of being late for supper; so I gave Catherine a call.
“This house is a lot farther from town than I realized!” I exclaimed.
And therein revealed not only that I’m Charlottetownocentric, but that my world can be described by a circle that extends only a view blocks radiant from my house; everything beyond is terra incognita.
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