The chick or the egg?

June 6, 2008 rooroo

I have been pondering a few things about my life lately, and today the universe threw a bit of a riddle at me. I was standing at the platform of the train station, when I noticed a perfectly hollowed out little white egg. I wondered to myself if the perfectly demarcated border was due to a preditor slowly picking away at the contents little by little until there was nothing left, or whether the chick in question managed to hatch, get out and live.

My train arrived 2 minutes later.  

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