There is a seagull who visits us that has only one leg. Despite that, he gets along fine, landing almost normally (a few extra tumbles in the wind) and he certainly appears healthy. Ilona and Alexander feel sorry for it, though, and have been trying to feed it when it comes by. Of course, word has gotten out, so the entire local populace first sends out Ol' One Leg and then arrive en masse. Kinda like sending out the cute girl to hitchhike and then all pop out of the bushes when a ride stops (hitchhiking still is common on the island, keeping with the island motto "Far enough behind to be ahead"). It is fun to watch the mobs fight over the bread, but a few of them have been eying Alexander for size. You might next hear about this on the evening news.
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