Lester put the phone down. He wasn’t sure whether to hit his head on the desk over and over, or to down his entire bottle of Scotch. Instead he elected for sympathetic ears.
“That was Disney,” he told Jess. “They want to open a park.”
“What, like in the films?”
“Exactly like that. Electric fences, human-sized hamster balls, real dinosaurs, recipe
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