Woodlice. ‘ ‘Yes,’ said the woodlouse. It seemed to be chewing wood pulp. ‘We think you would have discovered things that woodlice take for granted. We are all woodlice only some woodlice try to gulp down more knowledge than is good for them. I am more practical I just carry on regardless of fate or... Sign in to see full entry.
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