1) I open my door at night and immediately look down and the light on the concrete slab in front of my door looks like snow, but then I see what it is, and it isn’t, it's just the normal slab with light on it.
2) At the local university library, I go to consult a picture of a manuscript in this long row of like 24 thin volumes, and as I flip through the plates, the exact one that I need to consult is inside of an uncut folio-page, and I can bend it open to glance at what I need and check it to confirm the reading, but after that I spirit the volume away and hand it over to a librarian, and I tell them that they need to slit the pages and check that entire row of books for that, since it seems like it was done inconsistently upon receipt.
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