Part Two:
Zero looked into the sky as he delicately picked a bit of rotting flesh from the bottom of his large foot. He breifly wondered why the craters moon were shaped like his paw but this thought was dismissed as he tossed it into the trash bag hanging from his back. When he was young and unapprieciative of his great job he had once asked a slig the same question and had been answered with an insult and sever beating. Thinking only got Zero in trouble, asking questions got him in worse. He continued on to pick up a crumpled ScrabCake wrapper which had been tossed in by a passing careless intern.
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