When My Dog Broke a Window and the Internet Put Us on Trial

to the robot-throwing paper airplane economic redistribution program,” I told Jackson.

He grinned. “Thanks, Mr. Frank.”

“Don’t thank me,” I said. “Thank Barnaby. He’s the one running this charity with no board of directors and a lot of drool.”

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