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Fifth Letter to Isaac Asimov

Banana Slug

It wasn’t until I stopped to pick up the slug that she laughed. I had been trying for three and a half miles to get her to laugh or at least say something -anything- to no avail. But when I stopped mid-stride and loudly proclaimed to no one in particular “Banana Slug!” She turned around and laughed, giggling boisterously as I gingerly picked up the slug and moved it off of the trail.


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Fifth Letter to Isaac Asimov

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