At yesterday’s dinner, I spotted something beautiful in Upper Dempsey. Some industrious soul had taken the Newscope, cut off its top half and folded the rest into an origami crane. As of then, the bird perched in the plastic case that had formerly confined it, which is probably a metaphor for something really deep.
I heard more excited comments about Newscope at the table around me than I’ve heard before in all my years at Kenyon combined. I’m sincerely hoping the mystery artist plans on making 999 more.
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