The Sea Lion Festival
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o a sea lion is a completely different kettle of fis ocean. A is tablisy on sucructure. Maybe it contains a t’s ’s t collect beads.
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“But my friend ed.”
I drink my tea, politely feigning interest.
“I apologize again for dropping in unannounced, but I ed to take tunity to visit you. And since I his card. . . .”
“You something from me?”
“It’s just a little t need some symbolic assistance, teacly teacher.”
“Symbolic assistance?”
“Oo akes out a business card, and to me. “tters.”
“Sea Lion Festival Executive Committee Che card.
“I trust t you ion.”
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“hmm.”
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“O really, I’m just not interested in t kind of talk….”
“e are aiming for a renaissance of sea lions. For to occur t be a corresponding renaissance all over t our festival o you