hippo birdie, two ewes

Yatima is one today.

As I look back over last July, I find that very little has changed. Luminists are arrayed against me, but my scurvy dogs guard my flanks. The Gandhi mural has been cleaned up. I continue to seek out raptors and bagels at Atlas. Kids today still smile blankly at my jokes, and my brother, he is still funny.

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