And into the lobby, there would wander an 8-foot-2-inch anthropomorphic Golden Condor.
He blinks a couple of times, looking around. "Heeeey," he muses, in an even and pleasant, though concerned, tone. "This isn't the library."
He turns and looks out the front door. "This isn't Sesame Street at all! I think I got lost."
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