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Mr. Squid Bucket [he says politely, unable to conjure a more apt moniker and unwilling to use the unpronouncable, almost French-like Cthulhu], I looked for you at the Mythic (Mystic?) Creatures exhibit at the Fields Museum yesterday after trudging through the remains of the deluge from the Red Maple Threat that befell your fine city but I didn't see you. Some of your friends were there, though (e.g., Kraken). I shall try the Shedd today.
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