At quarter to two the Klaxon went off alerting the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa to an unwanted visitor. the Face of Everyman expected the security forces to handle the matter and that guests would shelter in place.
Rat
Woe
Cheeky was careful not to mention the obvious: that the life-giving waters at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa had stopped. the Face of Everyman was well aware of the fact. It’s always something he lamented.
Art Walk
Heat
The heat in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa was oppressive; even Bambi’s mother took her turn drinking from the fountain. the Face of Everyman would like to offer another source so that his naps were not interrupted.
Nirvana?
See No Evil, Speak No Evil and Hear No Evil were confused; had they at last reached Nirvana. The Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa was as close to enlightment as Songbirds could achieve. the Face of Everyman had been there and back.
Football
College football seemed the only topic these two found worth discussing. the Face of Everyman was at a loss as to which contest to stream on the Jumbotron at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa.
Passport Photo
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.
Suet
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.
Photo Shoot
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.
Acrobat
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