I am the amoeba. I am a busted traveller. I am easily misslead, at least in that everytime I see a Canada goose I think of Canada, for the same reason seagulls remind me of the sea. I am pained by the idea that no one is powerful enough to cancel Christmas. I label my kitchen cupboards with unsettling epithets like, "Voices," and I am at a loss
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