traffick puts his hands on the floor or a rock even lower than his nose, and hunkers forward, as if about to growl like some kind of animal, maybe a
— 2024-02-24 1833-0500 traffick boss is hunkered down low, nose to the lower regions of air, and squatting and crawling around, maybe in circles, sometimes under a table, sometimes around some flowers, and looks left and right as he does (we aren’ sure what/how to do real world things. confusing cause (mind control) changes decision making environment based on recent triggers and such as it is used) lion then he gets up and stands up more he puts on his cape and grabs his staff and goes to the icecream parlor where he sits down with zombie government worker traffick boss: “zombie government worker, want some icecream?” zombie government worker: “always, (traffick) boss!” traffick boss and zombie gover 1837 part of zombie government worker goes an— 1838 traffick boss eats a big vegan sandwich or bowl it has hummus in it and falafel and tomato and kale and arugula and quinoa and a little nutritional yeast he dusts it with chopped nuts and maybe a dressing made of viscous fruit-sweetened nutmilk and garlic he might go frustratedly throw the vegan bowl at a squirrel squirrel and traffick boss look at (each other) 1840 (possible image of traffick boss and squirrel looking at/into each others’ faces)