Benjiro shuffles over closer to the coop to lean as well, not quite coming down to sit but at least making use of the vertical surface with his back coming in contact. He looks up and out through the fence of the pen towards some drifting clouds. The night he rushed to Sadie’s side at Russell and Walter’s shared flat immediately comes to mind.]
...it really isn’t right. Our lives are being mixed up with others, and one life can be unfair enough.
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[Along those lines, why not a rabbit if a turtle?
Benjiro shuffles over closer to the coop to lean as well, not quite coming down to sit but at least making use of the vertical surface with his back coming in contact. He looks up and out through the fence of the pen towards some drifting clouds. The night he rushed to Sadie’s side at Russell and Walter’s shared flat immediately comes to mind.]
...it really isn’t right. Our lives are being mixed up with others, and one life can be unfair enough.