The No-Drama Llama informed stories of travelers and the roles of unmovable chill for the last two weeks. The present currency to Precious the Cow was also stories and imagination of subtle chill. The kind of stuff that encounters both chill critters was a dream that stole the very American dream. They chilled, America won…

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The No-Drama Llama wandered down his lovely spread—outside his room. The light-filtered hallway upstairs he had once stumbled over. But this is another story, perhaps, for another time! The expression on his face was generous, and the alcoholic beverages said it all. Though the morning itself was dear to his heart, he would feel like…

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The morning was as usual. The No-Drama Llama was mincing meat with a grinder—at a short-lived cafe.Precious the Cow, remaining on her own, cried and cried to her heart’s content, watching in stupefied horror.“Trying to save the world from cow farts. Sustainability at its finest,” the Llama said.“But this is a no-drama episode,” Precious remarked.“What…

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