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Dearest Diary,

Flamingo Rose joined me in the Elder’s Club this afternoon. Having just been freshly promoted as Head of the English Department at the High School, he walked through the door to find his entire family waiting with a birthday cake.

"Oh, no… can we just NOT have my birthday?" he groaned. He wasn’t looking forward to becoming an old man.

After he’d aged up, I told him it was finally his turn to have white hair, too.

Old together,
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