inquring minds don’t want to find out first-hand
Have you ever been punched in the face? I mean, really punched in the face, not just your brother smacking you one when you were five?
What was it like?
I kind of need to know the subjective experience of realio trulio being decked (or otherwise struck — I suppose a car dashboard or the like would also do) so I can describe it properly, and while I will taste gin for this book, I will not court concussion for it.
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