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"Prose about her pet iguana appeared in the school paper. ‘As he spreads himself unenthusiastically on his hot rock, a hint of sorrow spurts from beneath his lidded eyes,’ she wrote in a creative fever. ‘He is no longer the plump reptile I once knew and loved.’"

"Prose about her pet iguana appeared in the school paper. ‘As he spreads himself unenthusiastically on his hot rock, a hint of sorrow spurts from beneath his lidded eyes,’ she wrote in a creative fever. ‘He is no longer the plump reptile I once knew and loved.’"

(via maeriea)