Chris Bett: You should write a high school drama about Mr. Heisenberg, The Uncertain Principle. Taylor Elliott: Mr. Heisenberg dashed down the hall, but as he ran the world began its telltale blur. His stomach gave a sickening clench. No! Not now! he thought desperately. They need me! But it was too late. It was always too late. What use was being able to sprint nineteen miles per hour if he always became so dazed that he could no longer discern where he was or, more importantly, how to get where he was going?
Posted on: Fri, 14 Mar 2014 19:25:04 +0000
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