The Bend of a Blacksmith’s Wagon Wheel’s Hub Chip

A wheel’s hub is chipped at the edge—shaped by cobblestones and time, a record of journeys taken and burdens borne, a reminder that progress is made on the strength of the slightly flawed. The chip is a silent story, where metal remembers the rhythm of the road, a flaw that allows the wheel to roll on. Spin the wheel; the chipped hub hums, a lesson in how motion is sustained by the resilient, not the straight.

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