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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from The Voice of the City by O. Henry: kept a sharp eye on doors and windows for a while.
About noon the city tired of playing with its mouse
and suddenly squeezed him with its straight lines.
Sam Folwell stood where two great, rectangular
arteries of the city cross. He looked four ways, and
saw the world burled from its orbit and reduced
by spirit level and tape to an edged and cornered
plane. All life moved on tracks, in grooves, accord-
ing to system, within boundaries, by rote. The root
of life was the cube root; the measure of existence
was square measure. People streamed by in straight
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