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Social image issues, near miss

I sent my likeness home by the ducks on my string, and the last duck delivered only the left ear.

Specimen notes: Social image issues, near miss

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This page has an absolute 1200 by 630 social image.
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social_image_issues
Status
200
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this page
The Baron's horse hanging by its bridle from the weathercock of a church steeple.
Fig. 6. The specimen, drawn from life.

Snow fell so deep in Russia that winter that I skied across the roofs of Moscow and never once saw the street. In April the drifts melted. Then I found I had been sleeping for months on top of a cathedral. The bishop charged me rent, and I paid him in icicles.

Walrus hunting bored me, so I took up walrus diplomacy. Off Greenland I met a big old bull with a face just like my uncle's. We shared a herring, and we both said little. By dawn we had signed a trade deal. He now handles my affairs in the north.

Mermaids sing badly, and someone had to tell them. I sailed to the rocks near Corfu with a music stand and a stern look. We worked on breathing and pitch. After a year they could hold a note. Now ships crash there only on purpose, just to catch the show.

Cobblers in Vienna made me a pair of boots that argued. The left wished to go to Italy. The right preferred the sea. I split the difference and walked to Trieste, where they shook hands and calmed down. I still keep them apart at night, to be on the safe side.

Waterfalls need a firm hand. In the.