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Sunday, April 06, 2008
The Bell Tower
My friend Mean Don lived in a bell tower for a short while because the bridge he had been living under was undergoing some construction. It had a nice view but was windier than he was used to and had just as many pigeons. He thought it was great except at Noon and 6pm.
He was allowed to live in the tower because, although they prefer hunchbacks, they make allowances for trolls if displaced by public works projects. Here you can see him looking out on the village wishing he could walk the streets like a normal man. You are correct if you think he has some nice eyewear for a troll. I bought these for him because, although he had GREAT night vision, he had trouble with distances. Sadly, he later sold them for soup.
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Dear Steaky,
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I like my wrinkles
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