Tightrope

Venetian acrobats walked a tightrope stretched between the Doge’s Palace and the Campanile. Did people watch to see them walk or see them fall?

My tightrope is breaking, strand by strand. Some were cut through, some just snapped under the strain. How many are left? How many will hold? Any? Enough? Should I just jump now?

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