Look what was hanging from our screen door this morning! I thought things were ominously quiet - I'd been able to type for all of forty-five seconds without my fingers being treated as irresistible moving toys - turned my head, and there was Gramsci, apparently inspired by a towhee that had flown onto the roof. He did it again this afternoon, and then again ... at which point he wasn't just removed, but the water spray bottle came out...
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