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The flarrid had been turned out and so it was night. And it's a common misconception that the moon gives off light, but in fact it only steals the light off of the flarrid and swirls it down earthward. But now the flarrid had gone and the moon had stolen its light and all the people had shut their peepers and travelled to dream city, it was time to come out and play. I used to be a city drone, having some important action to carry out with the ol' pals whether it be beating a grick or indulging in a little bit of the ol' harmful fun, but after travelling rightward and westward down through the cities and through the hedge bound wonders and...