Buck Moon

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Vermundo stopped by the battle wound dressing clinic in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. Here wounds were cleaned and ointment applied. As it was the time of the Buck Moon it meant also that antlers were fully grown; an excellent time for the Face of Everyman to take photos and start a dossier on each Buck.

Velvet

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Renaldo stopped by the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa for one of the venerable sage’s glamor photos. the Face of Everyman recommended that Renaldo wait a couple of more weeks; or, at least until he’d rubbed off more velvet.

Headlights

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Ellen was caught as the proverbial “deer in the headlights”. Management at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa had mounted an additional camera in the hopes of detecting extraterrestrial visitors. the Face of Everyman had issued a NOTAM warning of the new installation. Star ships began avoiding visiting the venerable sage until cloaking Aps became part of their usual gear.

Graze

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The Mistress of the manor house high above the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa was being feted for her birthday. A group of the Plus Sized Ladies were invited to share in the celebrations. the Face of Everyman asked that they graze until it was time to cut the cake.

Bird Seed

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The most ungrateful among the guests at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa were the behemoths. the face of Everyman noted that they complained about the food after they had licked up the most. It mattered not one iota that the food was not meant for them.

Tide You Over

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Loretta leaned in closely; she didn’t want everybody in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa to know her business. She wanted the Face of Everyman to look around in the mail room. She hadn’t received her Covid Relief stimulus check. She was a single mother trying hard to raise twins. The venerable sage suggested she try his Payday Loan service; just to tide her over.

Fashion

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Lyla stepped out of the dense forest of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa to show the Face of Everyman her new winter coat. The venerable sage was quick to complement her on the rich texture and dark shade. After a bit of being admired and a light salad for lunch; she moved on.

Drafted

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Big Guy had to be careful. He was being drafted for a midnight run with Santa Claus. Problem was; he wasn’t able to fly. He’d hoped hiding out in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa would work until the holidays had past. Barring that he asked the Face of Everyman to intercede. What to do? Time was running out.