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April 14, 2010
Rudy watched as a backhoe extracted a large chunk of dirt from the intersection. He couldn't see Chris in his peripheral vision anymore so he looked back to see him walking a few steps behind. To Rudy, meeting someone new was like manually landing an airplane. Logistically, it seemed overwhelming. With the assistance of computers, all Rudy has to do is run diagnostics, sit back and watch the earth fall away, rising into the cloud-filled sky of idealism. A giant compass was later installed on the ground at that same intersection. It serves to ground him with each flyby.