I pulled into the parking lot at work, groggily stumbled from my car and began to walk toward the front door of the lab, stepping over a dead worm on the sidewalk-- no doubt a casualty of last night's storm. I glanced at the worm, then glanced again. Why, that worm was perfectly formed into the letter C!
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I love earthworms. With me they get even higher treatment than insects- that is, if I see a worm struggling on the pavement in the heat of after the rain, I am compelled to help it out. I have to stop whatever I'm doing to help it, almost like I have no choice. I think I like them so much because they're completely pure and honest and unassuming.
So I would listen to what a worm has to say, too.
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...or maybe it's going to tell you what Kristina's new phonebook listing is going to be.
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