Remembers like a black box
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Night fell. That was my father's favorite phrase when he wanted to hurry us to finish any task. Night fell! How? From where? Did he stumble? Was he thrown from above? He was holding onto the edge for a long time, and when no one cared, got tired, or gave up, did he let go? Did he get up immediately, dust off his clothes, look around to make sure no one saw him?
