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Mixed Up, Muddled Up

He grew a set of ears out of his shoul­ders. Long, nar­row ears, like a don­keys. Then his whole back erupted into a set of wings. And then those dis­solved back into his back, and another object grew out of his back. At times, he would even spell words in block let­ters as tall or taller than his head… Con­tinue read­ing

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