The desert at Jordan Lake is an old trash dump covered in dirt where life struggles to reclaim its space. Here, at the edge, a shy one grows. It's off the beaten trail and lightly protected from the afternoon sun. It will probably live and die as expected. Unless a fat toad sits on it.
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A lumpy mushmoon in front of the dollar movie. Will it survive the evening of cheap flick seekers? In its lumpy state, will it get to procreate, or will it wither and die, never to spread its different DNA across the earth. Little geek that it is.