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I'm not sure what happened.

Today there was an Unacceptable event. It was unexpected, as well. I was standing in the Q's at the Library when suddenly: Noise erupts from the P's.

I rushed down the Q's and past the R's and took a right, and then I rushed past a lot of the S's on my way back around the The P's. It was a whooping crane. The whooping crane is an astonishing mammal, capable of the loudest "whoops" as yet understood by science; nonetheless, their presence is strictly disallowed in the Library, a place of solemnity and taciturn grace of the World.

"Please refrain from whooping here," I told the crane.

"I shall do no such thing" the crane retorted, and then whooped even louder directly to my face. "You are not the librarian, and if the librarian says it's okay then I will continue to whoop."

I had not a choice but to consult the librarian stationed at the front desk. The desk of course, was on the third floor: this was merely the eleventh floor, as such: An elevator ride had been necessitated.

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IT IS YOUR FIRST MORNING OF EXISTENCE IN THE UNIVERSE,