August 23, 2001
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Phasmidless. The last remaining grandchild of Shim, my original stick insect, finally dried up and crumbled into tiny bug pieces this past week. It was quite a progenetic run for old Shim. I can assure you that there are still quite a few twiggy-legged offspring stuffed into jars across western Canada. However, there are no longer any insects in my employ. The large glass jar has been washed and shelved. The company will not be backfilling the position. Sniff.
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