Prime Time Read

The TV was stuck on some dead commercial break, so I hopped down from the couch cushions to see what was cluttering the coffee table. Found a glossy entertainment magazine flipped wide open. I waddled across the page, stomping right over an article ranking eighties action flicks. Had to lean hard on my paws to keep the curled edge from slapping shut, but my nose caught a tiny folded card wedged inside—a shiny holographic bookmark. Nabbed it with my teeth and flicked it down. Total upgrade from staring at infomercials.

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