To reach Glasser, email firstname.lastname@example.org.High above the tallest spires of the pines that line Erbes Road heading out toward Sunset Hills in Thousand Oaks, a mysterious bird-like creature sailed. It was so far overhead that detail was indistinct, other than it had a long, thin, curlicue tail, was as tawny-golden as a pheasant and had an unusual shape.
Seen from the disadvantage of extreme distance, the bird’s shape appeared rather similar to that of a little airplane pillow. It moved in a r...
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