Key moments

And so it happened. He was stuck. Could not proceed. Unable to move on. Obstructed by an insurmountable obstacle. In a pickle. Stuck

The situation was thus: he was on his way to the store, and as usual he locked the door upon exiting his domicile. After having turned the key, however, he found himself having forgotten which pocket he usually put it in. Left pocket, right pocket. It had to be one of them. He’d done this hundreds of times, thousand, always placing it in the same pocket. Today, however, for some reason, he simply could not remember

He stood there a long time, paralyzed, perplexed

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