The Boy is asleep. The superhero is en route to home before dawn after saving not just one but two lives this same night. All is extremely quiet except the cleverly disguised flying rhinoceros munching her food and the whistle of the occasional siren in the distance. Life is quite exquisite. It almost feels like … once upon a time, there was …
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