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Random mermaid
I've placed roadkill in the front window, and a crowd of people has gathered and argue that, while they don't like the look of the crushed skull with serrated eyeballs, they don't mind the tire track running across the broken and protruding spine.

I remember my childhood names for grasses and secret flowers. I remember where a toad may live and what time the birds awaken in the summer - and what trees and seasons smelled like - how people looked and walked and smelled, even the memory of odors is very rich.