For a while, I've had an occasional reoccurring dream. In the dream, I'm a little boy, and I'm in the woods behind my mother's house. In a clearing, there's a gorgeous fox and a pot of gold and jewels. A bunch of random people show up, each one trying to find an excuse to take the treasure away, and I have to tell everyone that they can't have the
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Your new call sign is "Friend of Foxes" :)
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