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August 13, 2013

An unexpected rainstorm smacks the other side of the pane. From this side, he watches the way in which the drops fall. Although their endless falling might give one reason to think that their number is infinite, careful observation leads him instead to the opposite conclusion, namely, that their number is finite, perhaps even being in the mere hundreds. For, in the high winds, the individual drops do not splatter or disperse upon impact. Instead, their contact with the surface takes the form of a ricochet or bounce, and the drop is propelled from one surface and impact to another and yet another. This is the point at which the eye fails to track further movements of the drop, so that one might rightly surmise that the entire rainstorm consists of but a hundred drops skipping endlessly from here to there.

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