I need a stick.

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I envy the satisfaction he gets from having a good stick in his possession.   Maybe he’ll keep the dragons at bay with it until I find my own.

If only life was a simple as having a good stick, avoiding the cracks and walking on walls.

Maybe it is.  Or it could be.  When did things become so over complicated?

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