>Where the wild things are.

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He is gnawing on a fried chicken wing, watching Kipper. Maya is circling like a shark, prepared to snap up the inevitable crumbs.  Every once in a while he looks at her and says, in his high pitched voice, “No no no Maya! You can’t have chickie!”

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