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His hands alone could relate a story, twisting and turning, with his thoughts flashing like a synoptic diagram The viewing lens of his audience was perceptive but he wrote his own script, a woven tale meant to mislead, a plot leading down a paved road that veered off to become dust a dead end He had become too sapient for their vain attempts to slander or oppose He was a paradigm of mystery perhaps even to himself September, 2013