There were certain rules to follow when submitting a passport photo. the Face of Everyman was assiduous. The Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa was the only photo studio for miles around and held an exclusive contract with the U. S. State Department.
Isabelle thanked the Face of Everyman for his choice of suet cake distributed throughout the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. Attention to detail was his forte. So he thought.
The photo shoot was to be for an Audubon calendar; but his feathers failed to dry by the time his turn was up. Bosworth could stand in line for a later time but the line at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa seemed endless. the Face of Everyman exhausted by the activity was glad this was only a yearly event.
Little Songbirds seemed to come from everywhere to bathe in the waters of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. Their numbers seemed overwhelming to the Face of Everyman; his budget was already stretched thin.
Whipsaw and Drill-bit had a comedy, song and dance act that they shared with the luncheon crowd at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. By the end of the week the Face of Everyman offered to write them some new material. They needed it.
It was just after lunch when every Wild Canary in Christendom stopped by to tell the venerable sage that the Spring of Perpetual Hunger had stopped flowing. “Great!”, thought the Face of Everyman “One more thing to worry about.”
In his efforts to harness nuclear energy the Face of Everyman nearly blew the place up. Luckily the dumb pigeons never noticed, the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa remained safe. For now.
Olympic training went on year-round at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. Tanya’s instructor was illustrating the fine points of a back flip. the Face of Everyman tried to stay clear of the action.
On lookers hardly noticed as the effects of a geomagnetic storm pummeled the Face of Everyman. These storms seldom reached the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. Timmy’s pocket compass swung wildly and caused him to doubt true north.
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