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Musings on Boiling Broth

The broth inches toward a boil. Tendrils of liquid fat swirl around, Sharks in a whirlpooling frenzy. Circling, Diving, Reappearing. A watched pot never boils. But I don’t care if it roils. I’m watching the motion. Watching the self-organization. Its … Continue reading

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