This morning's was captured, released. For karma. This evening's was crushed in a tissue, maybe the horror tale flies tell their maggots. When you live in the country, insect invasions are like rain storms: you need a good roof. I.e., a tough eradication policy, with occasional guilt trips regarding all living things.
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