ten days ago i got on a train and found i had grossly underestimated california's aesthetic bounty. i watched the reflection of a man pick its nose and ears, furiously, for eleven hours, and then i walked through a beautiful train station into hideous los angeles. i saw a fella stalled by a beggar outside and then i lived with him for a week. we
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It happened in second grade. The class was psyched to help the plight of the might sea cow, so much so we picked out our very own and sent in fifty dollars so that we might have an autographed picture of it and our very own Friend of a Manatee bumper sticker.
Instead we got back a letter saying, "We're sorry, Jimmy got hit by a boat propeller last week."
This experience made the one I'd have fifteen years later of "adopting" an eight year old Nicaraguan girl much more interesting.
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perhaps they want you to understand the true plight of the manatees, and that this eminent danger they refer to is so real. but man.
finally, i like you taking trips and sharing.
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The wacky manatee got smashed in the head by a fishin' boat.
Let this be a lesson to all (Jody).
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