When you're looking for a beaver
everything pretends to be one
a jumping fish
a floating log
a ripple in the water
everything.
But there never are real beavers
unless you don't expect to see one.
He’s wearing brown coveralls with detached hood
The hood is beige. It protects him from the cold of the surrounding snow
Tarps vaguely protect the piles of pressboard that litter his yard
Setting: An art classroom.
Enter Ham and three of the Campers.
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