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A DAY IN THE PARK

BEING A NARRATIVECOMPRISED OF WHOLLY ORIGINAL ELEMENTS,BUT FOR THAT NOTABLE EXCEPTIONIN WHICH I STEAL UNABASHEDLYFROM THE RIGHT GOODLY WORKS OF HIS HONORABLESIR BLACK HOCKEY JESUS. The sun was shining, the birds were singing, and the suburbanites were out in force at the neighborhood park one recent afternoon in early March. Which is to say, last […]