You dash up the small islands of land jutting out from the geometrically-sound slope, and suddenly wonder “are there 12 or 13 stairs on this thing”? Instinctively, you go for the next stair, only to find a fat slab of open air. Your foot plunges downward, brutally slamming into the landing below, cramming your ankle into your shin.
It is a momentary setback, stepping through the invisible stair. Yet it’s always not there, ready and unwilling to trip us up in even our mildest of hurries.
Let Stepping On The Invisible Stair Die
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