Larson once posed the question "If a tree falls in a forest and it kills a mime, does anyone care?" Well, they do now, because I have taken up a life of mimicry. I've already invested in a stripy top and beret, as well as face and body paints. Today's performance went very well, but sadly I became trapped in a glass case while acting, and no-one took my desperate hand gestures for help seriously.
Fortunately, a man attempted to mow me down in a car, breaking my glass barrier and letting me escape to the rooftops like a French gargoyle.
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