Around goes the newly homeless squirrel, aimlessly searching the park for somewhere to dwell. The park offered much comfort and serenity, but the squirrel was not satisfied; he didn’t want to follow the crowd. As the creature awaited his fate as the day went on, he saw something through the brush. A tall mass of construction picked at his brain, as if it were his castle. The sky darkened, and the wind whipped through the brisk air. The squirrel scurried through the park, up into the building before nightfall. He would never know what would become of the building, yet he commanded it as if it were his own. Pride and dignity sunk into the mind of the squirrel, making him stronger by night.
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