There was this one time when I saw an ant crawling across the sidewalk, struggling to lift a crumb that was at least three times his size. I watched in awe as he lifted it above his head, straightened his little sequestered form, and took one toddling, trembling step.
I watched intently, a drip of perspiration dripping unheeded down my forehead as I witnessed this struggle of will vs. gravity.
Then I stepped on him.
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