POGO returned to the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa to register to vote. Alas, he had no proof of citizenship. He explained to the Face of Everyman that his family had been here since the Ice Age. The venerable sage was not swayed by his preposterous argument.
the Face of Everyman decided to call his new guest Pogo. He thought of inviting him for tea, but the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa had shuttered its tea garden for the Winter. Maybe in the Spring.
Once again Jellybean missed out on dinner. The Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa couldn’t keep a table open all night. the Face of Everyman was trying to rein in the budget.
Mr. Possum found it peaceful in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa this time of night. The manor house painters had stowed their ladders and brushes; even the Face of Everyman had found time for a nap.
A bump in the night awoke the Face of Everyman. What could it be? He welcomed the intruder to the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. Merriweather apologized and moved on after his drink.
Villagers expressed curiosity about the Opossum that frequented the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. Sure, enough that relic from the age of Dinosaurs showed up on cue. the Face of Everyman and he had a lot in common. Age mostly.
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