Bamboo

Bamboo

Mostly Cloudy

PUMPKIN soup drenched itself in watermelon pie. Alas, the frost took too long to clear. Before the rabbit could blink its eye, centuries of godfathers took their seats among the crippled and threw in the towel. The storm clapped once, with triumph, and the line went dead.

The galaxy nodded politely. "Of course," it said.


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