I saw this odd storefront somewhere along the way. I'm sure it means something, but what?
Sidenote: I find it so sad that the dinosaur feels the need to identify himself. Did he really think we didn't know what he was? And why must he totalize his identity? Sure he's a dinosaur, but isn't he more than that: a lover, a good cook, a father of three, an avid collector of Icthyosaurus eggs...I'm not sure what precisely he does, but I'm sure it extends beyond such base paleontologic identity politics.
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