Title: Sea Glass, Sea Gall
Subtext: School will soon finally be out.
Date: 11 Feb 18 (Sunday in the PM)
Time: 1 minute
Replies: 2
Revisions: 8
Publicity: Workshop
“Ms. Peralta, you are deranged,” John Handshy said. “A derangutan.” A TAP trundled over to him. For its head, it had the hologram head of a baby elephant. It extended an arm, . . . it goes on – however, this piece is for writers.

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