A reporter from The Village Press tried to interview the Face of Everyman regarding the lack of nectar on the menu of the subsistence foods given away by the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. Of course, this sensitive subject irked the venerable sage. He stonewalled the little guy for the rest of the day.
Six weeks in detention did nothing to improve Buster’s attitude or lessen his combativeness. The Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa was too genteel a place for the likes of him. the Face of Everyman was at his wits end as to how to deal with this troublemaker.
Miss April was back, madder than ever that there was no nectar stations in all of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. the Face of Everyman reluctantly used the weak defense that it was due to supply line shortages.
The Spring of Perpetual Hunger was getting more than usual attention. Most often asked of the Oracle who resided in this supernatural wonder of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa: “When will nectar flow again?” the Face of Everyman was aware of his culpability and stared straight ahead.
Is a thin film of ice developed on the placid waters of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa Henrietta felt less like performing her morning ablutions. Perhaps this afternoon before high tea. the Face of Everyman felt slightly jealous; all he could look forward to was Happy Hour.
Penelope wanted to warn everybody in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa of the forecast for gale winds and torrential rains. Her proclamation was so dire it scared the bejeebers out of the Face of Everyman.
As smoke from Canadian forest fires changed the quality of the air and light, little Henrietta of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa Ladies Auxiliary Fire & Rescue demonstrated her ability get a mouthful of water and douse any nearby flames. the Face of Everyman hoped that the village fire house had more modern means of fire suppression.
Philomena arrived before sun up to discover the carnage done by those raccoons, the Bergdorf twins. Cabana huts tossed on their sides, the Face of Everyman askew and the life giving font, the Spring of Eternal Giving twisted to the side. Life in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa was on the decline.
The Montietorkie School was to have summer classes as well as serve breakfast and lunch. Calliope wanted to be sure that nectar was available; not the rough seed that others ate. the Face of Everyman hastened to assure her that the Nectar de jure was the finest available thru out the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. This week’s special was Honey Suckle.
Cosmos was positioned perfectly for the attack on this iconic symbol of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. The reflexive inclination of the Face of Everyman was to call out. But, why bother? After all it was only water.
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