With new arrivals daily the Face of Everyman was kept busy at the front desk of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa.
New Arrivals
Swan Lake Auditions
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Bated Breath
Mullard knew it was his parental duty to feed his young, but this morsel was too good to give to an infant. the Face of Everyman waited with bated breath to see the outcome of the ethical dilemma. Indeed, the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa was a good place to raise a family.
Coins
Jake kept watch while Gladys dove for coins, enough for their breakfast at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. the Face of Everyman was speechless.
Prayer
the Face of Everyman wasn’t much on prayer, he being basalt and all, but even here in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa he muttered a few words. It didn’t hurt. Right?
Bugs?
This little guy agreed to build a nest if there were enough bugs in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa to support a growing family. the Face of Everyman couldn’t promise anything as most of the guest ate bugs too.
Chat
Today the Flock did not gather for one of Father Robin’s sermons at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. Instead, the morning was spent in a quiet chat with the Face of Everyman.
Ostracized
No matter how hard Bumstead tried to fit in and be a regular member of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa Pigeon Brigade he just couldn’t. the Face of Everyman saw how much he was ostracized.
Smoke
Smedley took a deep breath of clean air. He sought refuge from Canadian forest fires even now as smoke drifted towards the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. the Face of Everyman hopped that he wouldn’t be swamped by hordes of songbirds,
New Guest
the Face of Everyman welcomed the new guest to the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa.
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