I imagine it would feel very similar to suddenly discovering the very clean (and luckily strong) sliding glass door between me and the patio was actually at that moment closed.
I opened a copy of Gunn's "The Listeners" that I had been given (as a pile of donations to the SF lending library I run) to discover that inside the dust cover was in fact, "Chariot of the Gods." I'm still not over that.
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--Dave, looking at the cartoon outline left on said door in his mind
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