Few things spoiled the day of the Face of Everyman than the arrival of one of the Gangsters to the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. More were sure to follow as smoke from forest fires blanketed the Pacific Flyway.
Cheeky tried not to blink as he posed for this coveted shot with the Goddess of Perpetual Happiness. the Face of Everyman had made the arrangements thru her trust. He hoped everything was copacetic. The scene was peaceful as it should be in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa.
With the days becoming shorter, this Jay is headed South. He spends a moment with the Face of Everyman while reserving a roost for next year in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa.
the Face of Everyman tried to appear composed as Maude unburdened herself of a terrible secret. She revealed the dark underside of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa.
The Crow seemed to be requesting more food. High tariffs limited the amount of food that could be served each meal in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. the Face of Everyman was powerless to change matters.
A file shot from the archives of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa Security Group verifies that the three legged Bandit is still as active as ever. the Face of Everyman disliked his image being associated with that of the criminal element.
Poor Rodney he had trouble selecting a pronoun he could embrace. The Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa didn’t have an LGTBQ+ spokesperson yet, so the Face of Everyman filled the gap.
Orlando pestered the Face of Everyman with questions about tonight’s Blood Moon and total eclipse. The venerable sage’s response was that it could not be seen from the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. Case closed.