Charles BaxterWhen all the details fit in perfectly, something is probably wrong with the story.
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When all the details fit in perfectly, something is probably wrong with the story. The idea of a perfect story can be a bit misleading, as it implies that the story has been fabricated from whole cloth. In reality, things don’t always come out so neatly. There are many times when the real story is as complicated as the ones we sometimes tell ourselves. In those cases, we need to start asking questions and digging deeper to find out which details fit together and which do not.
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