The Hundred Small Ones
One The first time Charlie Kemp compromised anything, he didn't know he was doing it. That was the trick — that was always the trick. The first step off the path looked exactly like the path. Same gravel, same grade, same view of the canyon ahead. You only realized you'd gone somewhere else when you turned around and the landmarks had shifted. It was June 1987. Charlie was thirty-nine years old...
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