Morocco, Week Eight
At the beginning of week eight, I acquired a new roommate. One with spindly legs, abundant whiskers, and a very pink nose.1 Like the old nursery rhyme, he followed me to school one day. And though it was against the rules, I have to admit that it was difficult to resist scooping him up and installing him in the library. I shouldn’t have worried, however, because he was still sitting on the front steps waiting for me when I left school that afternoon. Shortly thereafter, Loki2 was installed in his own little room in my apartment, complete...
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