I have a long, sad story. This is a starfish. This is not my starfish. I did not pick this starfish up off the beach. I know who did. What this starfish doesn't know is that it is about to take a 1,200 mile trip to Minnesota, to the person who picked it up off the beach. So obviously I am not the one who picked it up off the beach.
The sad part of the story is why the starfish is on the paper towel.
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