There is someone I visit a few times a year. and it is always a delight to see him. Over the years, he has moved around a little, but for the most part he stays put. One time, I was not allowed to see him, even though he was just around the corner! That is the way with these guards, usually. But he's not in prison- just on display for all those who admire and adore him like myself to see whenever we get a chance.
His name is William, and he is the mascot of the Metropolitan Museum.
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| Good ol' William |
Just thought I'd share a fun story for an otherwise dull day. Not to say that I did not do a little writing, finishing another chapter (though truth be told I did most of it yesterday), and a bunch of thinking.
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