For the past five days as I walked down the corridor to my study (which is
located on a different floor of my living condo unit) I noticed something on the
tiled floor—a silver-colored number 9 as fragile and tiny as a small bird. “9”
had fallen off a neighboring office door, leaving an empty space between the
numbers 3 and 8. Each day I looked for the 9 on the floor and each day it
remained untouched in the same place.
Today is the 9th of September. I’ll get to the significance of that number in
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