Good-Morning People of the Tent, I come in Peace! I have to admit that sleeping in the tents gave me some anxiety at first. I poked the tent with my finger and whispered at Valerie "Nylon, Mother, Nylon." She laughed at me, as she does. Inside the confines of the eating cage Prospa told us that we should stay inside the tent at night and if we hear strange sounds that we should stay put inside. For all of my worries the only visitor we had at the campsite was this little fellow.
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