He is better than u
A discarded plastic ballpoint pen cap caught my attention near the desk leg. Beside it lay an intact steel paper clip and a clean paper receipt folded into a sharp strip. I knelt on both footplates, steadying my joints against the floorboards. Using both segmented hand pieces, I slid the wire clip firmly into the narrow groove beneath the desk foot until it locked upright like a slender pillar. Next, I balanced the cylindrical plastic cap horizontally across the top wire bend. The weight settled without a millimeter of drift. When I guided the folded paper under the suspended cylinder, the morning slant cast an unbroken shadow along its crease.
