From 6bc00b403c1ff87ce6c3a9d7165c7bcc87219571 Mon Sep 17 00:00:00 2001 From: Madison Scott-Clary Date: Fri, 12 Apr 2024 22:40:05 -0700 Subject: [PATCH] update from sparkleup --- writing/post-self/marsh/001.md | 6 +++--- 1 file changed, 3 insertions(+), 3 deletions(-) diff --git a/writing/post-self/marsh/001.md b/writing/post-self/marsh/001.md index 8523c35f..b90cc7a7 100644 --- a/writing/post-self/marsh/001.md +++ b/writing/post-self/marsh/001.md @@ -6,9 +6,9 @@ I laughed and bumped my shoulder against Hanne's. "A sales pitch?" "You're a nerd. You realize that, right?" -"Tell me why I should be a nerd in the year 275. Next year we can decide on 276.“ +"Tell me why I should be a nerd in the year 275. Next year we can decide on systime 276.“ -I scuffed my heel against the pavement of the street. New Year's Eve, and everyone was still inside. Bars: full. Restaurants: packed. There were a few scattered couples or groups around, but they were all walking with purpose. Champagne called. Canapes. Crudites. +I scuffed my heel against the pavement of the street. New Year's Eve, and everyone was still inside. Bars: full. Restaurants: packed. There were a few scattered couples or groups around, but they were all walking with purpose. Champagne called. Canapes. Crudités. And there we were, Reed and Hanne, arm in arm, strolling leisurely down the street, heedless of the passersby, to celebrate the last day of 2399, systime 275+365. Many, still lingering on the calendar still used phys-side, were doubtlessly partying extra-hard to celebrate the turn of a century. @@ -16,7 +16,7 @@ And there we were, Reed and Hanne, arm in arm, strolling leisurely down the stre "How about comfort?" -"Oh, very comfortable. Cushy, even," I said, poking myself in the belly. +"Oh, very comfortable. Cushy, even," I said, poking her gently in the belly. Hanne laughed. "Cute. How about the exterior?"