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| copper paused on each landing. |
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| wave diary. |
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| wave diary, tiny dog head. |
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| we encounter tonka whose mother i thought i'd alienated. not at all she says. ah. |
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| cop and tonk scale. tonk dwarfs cop. |
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| tonk in wave. |
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| he moves large almost slo-mo. he seems somewhat befuddled by his form. |
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| he often appears to be in his own cosmos but then he'll be just calmly looking at you. |
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| copper meets wave. initially he got swallowed and then stood behind a boulder looking sheepish but soon he was gusto itself, after i swam out with him. |
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