Where does a story come from? Went to the store. Bought a bag of dog food. Came home. Saw a picture of a friend’s new tiny puppy ‘Poco Diablo,’ a supposedly messy little terror…and Voilà!
“I didn’t take you literally, when you said, ‘it takes a village.’ I thought you meant everyone pitching in to help out.”
“They did pitch in and they were all a big help.”
“But the entire village?”
“Yes, feeding my hell-hound puppy ain’t easy.”
“Neither is explaining what happened to a whole village.”
“Don’t worry, that’s what legends and myths are for.”
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