the Face of Everyman had dropped a dime on the one eight hundred number: Owl Hotline.  A recorded message advised the venerable sage that, “Your call is important to us, but all available agents are busy at the moment.  Your call will be answered in the order received.”  Dang!  There was never a cop owl around when you needed one.

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Little Louis lost his parents and was hopping that he could sign up for assistance at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa Food Bank.  the Face of Everyman  couldn’t turn away anyone in need; but, rodents were not on the endangered species list.  The best that the venerable sage could do was request a sack of orts from the dining room.  Meanwhile he flipped thru his Rolodex for the Owl Hotline.IMG_0102 (2)