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Piles of papers could be found all around highly frequented areas in the city. Subscribers got their copies delivered to their door, however. They sat there, just waiting to be read.
Did you think I was gone? Do not worry reader, for I, Maxwell, am back to report on the news once more. My apologies for the delay. Now, let's not waste any time with this preamble and jump right into things.
Nestled Nook Name Change
We interviewed a few citizens about the name change, and here were their comments:
"I can't wait to try out food from different cultures!"
"Why does this matter?"
"I like the new name."
"I don't care. Go away."
Hostesse's Festival of Roses
A Reminder: Clickers Still About
The Parable of Five Brothers by Revered Wilhelm Godeffroy Hiberson
There were once five brothers. One day, they went to the market to get five seeds, one for each of them. When they had attained the seeds, the five brothers went to their own homes for the day. When the first brother came home, he left his seed on the windowsill and went off to do his things. Eventually, the brother forgot and when the sun came up, the seed dried up and withered away.
When the second brother came home, he went out the back door and threw the seed into his garden. "There," he said, "got that taken care of. I'll just leave the seed here to grow on its own." Because the seed did not penetrate the soil, it, too, withered away when the hot sun came out.
When the third brother came home, he planted the seed in his garden. However, he neglected to take care of it. So when a drought came through his garden, the seed died from lack of nourishment.
When the fourth brother came home, he, too, planted the seed in his garden. He fertilized it, watered it, and weeded it. Days, then weeks, came by. The fourth brother let himself get caught up with the things of the world and neglected to take any further care for his seed, which was now a sprout. Though the sprout fared for a little while, in the end, the weeds grew out of control and choked the plant to death.
When the fifth brother came home, he eagerly planted the seed in the best part in his garden. He took great care of it by taking time to water it, fertilize it, and rid the area around it of weeds. Eventually, years after, the seed became a tree, which bore the sweetest fruit in all the land, and the fifth brother was always blessed by that tree. Till the end of his days the fifth brother took care of that tree and enjoyed its blessing.
This concludes this issue of the Citizens' Edit. Remember: if you want to have a write-up for your Unionist Sect or business, contact me, Maxwell, by posting your letter to the back of the Rose Court bulletin board. Thank you to all our subscribers and sponsors who make this paper possible. Finally, I apologize once again, dear reader, for the inactivity. Hopefully, going forward, I'll stick to my once-a-week schedule. Until then,
Maxwell
Editor-in-Chief
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Editor-in-Chief
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(OOC Note: Heyo! Want to put a story or ad in the next issue? Pm me! Tag me in the comments if you want a subscription, I'll do my best to remember to tag everyone!)
