"We know what a boot looks like when seen from underneath, we know the philosophy of boots... Soon we will invade like weeds, everywhere but slowly; the captive plants will rebel. with us fences will topple, brick walls ripple and fall, there will be no more boots. Meanwhile we eat dirt and sleep; we are waiting under your feet. When we say attack you will hear nothing at first." -Margaret Atwood

The scary part, the aftershock, the moment it takes to fall apart

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