The Dawn Jogger is feeling that some how or other pink flamingos entered her life and now they’re everywhere. She can’t even fly sort of halfway cross country and escape them. They’ve been well chronicled on InMenlo, but it’s clear the plastic beasts are seeing a surge in popularity everywhere. But where oh where is she?…
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