wound fills gap

Instead of the gnarly tattoo of a powerful spirit animal that freshly-minted yogi Ee Ee H'oto had wanted to get blasted onto his thigh in commemoration of successfully completing his rite-of-passage, the Great Spirit saw fit to bless him with instead a fresh cut on his right index finger. Soon, the cut will turn scar, last, and stick around for the rest of his livelong days. Falling off of a Jersey barrier whilst riding a women's moutain bike could have had far worse outcomes, such as death, or paralysis. Ways, ways, mysterious ways. Aho!

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