Mr. Flanagan Ponders The Amount Of Time He Spends In The Woods
I am 50 feet in, chained by my ankle to the base of a tree. On clear days I can see people in the street: joggers and power walkers, mothers pushing strollers, boys skateboarding down a hill. How long have I been here? The newspaper would say 9 years. BRIGHT YOUNG EXECUTIVE, 31, DISAPPEARS. I…
