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Fall : Fall 2013 : Tired Yawn

It looked down blearingly between its legs. What the heck is that? It grasped clumsily at the object before realizing it was its tail. It tried to groom it, failed, got tired, leaned over and fell back to the deck. Fuck it. L'il Naveen burped and fell asleep. We left it snoring on the back deck. Ingrid planned to trap it.

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