I think monsters get a bad rap. . . or at least the under the bed, inside the closet varieties. I think they're all unbearably sweet and just because they're nocturnal, that doesn't mean they want to do us harm. As my dad would say, "they just live at the wrong end of the clock." And so I like to think of myself as an advocate of the multi-eyed, antenna-having, tentacle-wielding set.
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