In the Galactic Cathedral, my dog Lump stretches out at my feet. He’s small and scruffy, but he protects me, like those service dogs you see padding around airports.
Continue reading “In the Galactic Cathedral by Mario Moussa”In the Galactic Cathedral, my dog Lump stretches out at my feet. He’s small and scruffy, but he protects me, like those service dogs you see padding around airports.
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