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Once I thought, what mind or smile could ever appreciate such an ill-to-touch creature as this, and who, if anyone could have permissioned this between-the-toes crunchy squelcher of little apparent purpose? A gastropod so brazen as to sign-post its every inch of activity with a silver of self, while making grown men cringe, women scream and sharing sleepless nights with many a gardener. Attractive as a freshly squeezed and still steaming turd (except of course to hedgehogs and the French) they repulse and disgust until that is, like me, you wait and watch while he or she comes out to play and displays that little Walter Mattau face with horns on. BG
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