Every now and then I see people in their animal aspect, or perhaps I should say, their biomechanical aspect. I have a blurred photo of Heather coming out of a coffee shop in St Anne's Square, with her right hand pressing her bag to the front of her upper thigh, and it really brings home that the hands and feet are mechanical gripping devices, made by approximately doubling the number of bones at every joint, bone connected by sinew, moved by muscle, robed in fat and skin.
The head a case with a hinged set of little knives and grinders hung beneath it, the ribs a cage and so on.
I was reminded again just now, watching a woman on television put her hands to her face.
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