Our Dear Leader

 

We’re invited to pay tribute. Just make sure you approach slowly and quietly. He might be napping.


You’re allowed to go right up to the glass. But don’t put any nose smudges on there. See? He’s smiling…


He loves you. He really does. He really really loves you.


You still here? Very probably past your bedtime too. Go home now…





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