The Nuisance-at-First    Powerline Andy is voice-strong, and he hand-dangles from black cables about twenty-nine feet away, yelling at you. And you can’t get closer—Andy and his cables are always about-twenty-nine feet away, in awkward-shouting distance. At first, when you see him over the sink window while washing dishes rubber-glovedly, he is a nuisance to…

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