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Deeply felt as always - by you, and by me. It reminded me of the great clean out of my parents’ home in Newton, where I still had “my room,” which had over the past years been inhabited within the walls by squirrels. I fully expected them to appear in the last few weeks that I was sleeping there before it was taken over by its new owners, who were not made aware of the unseen inhabitants. However, the only remnant of their visitation appeared when either Beck or Nate or both moved the heavy china cabinet in the dining room and discovered a dessicated squirrel. Be well. These are difficult times to be humans or squirrels. Terribly sad times.

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