Flashes of Panic

The inside (medial) side of my left calf is abraded. It might resemble a rash, but it has a grain; several dozen parallel scores, not unlike what I might produce with coarse sandpaper.

My right calf, however, has only two or three cuts—longer and deeper, to be certain, but only a very few.

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