Haanji, the news said it smashes tiny particles at a mad speed to see what they're made of — like our old tractor engine when it bursts a gasket and we see all the nuts inside. But my 27 kilometres is the length of drip irrigation lines I can't afford this season, running dry under the sun. That fancy ring searches for the beginning of the universe, but my worry is the beginning of the next rain.
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