Hold Your Balance

I remember when I was a lot younger, I used to fall over constantly. I’d come home everyday to a mother shocked at discovering yet another graze on my leg. I’m not sure if I was just a wild brawler back in the day, or simply didn’t quite have an aligned center of mass. I’m gonna guess it was probably the latter. You know, maybe I wouldn’t have toppled over as much if I’d been shaped more like a gömböc…

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