Finding ways to remember ... learn ... words. Permanently.
There were four other similar incidents and in each one, ... in each one, it rained. Like it did today. Curious.
Sometimes, no smoke and mirrors are employed; one simply vanishes in plain sight. Yes?
To us, maybe. To them, not so much. Easy peasy.
No clue as to why I came up with a cinquain about coffee. Just a spur of the moment, I guess or buried memories unearthing themselves.