Bellamy hoped that he hadn’t heard right. The Oracle of the Spring of Eternal Giving had pronounced that cold weather was on it’s way. The Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa had always advertised that it was located in the heart of the banana belt of the Pacific Flyway. Some accepted that as a fact; given the location. But more than one Wild Canary had stopped by to say their good byes to the Face of Everyman. It might be a long Winter.
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