HARD TRUTHS
Mar 27, 2018
2 minutes
by MATT WALKER
Spongers. Speed Pick your insult. Hate your neighbour. But skeg-less, frog-skinned and bright-hued we crawled from wave riding’s primordial muck, and so shall we return. Maybe not next year. Perhaps not even next century. But give it a millennium or so, and we will all ultimately return to our prone-like beginnings. Splashing in the shallows. Skidding along on our bellies. Spinning collectively backward into womb after womb.
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