Had a rather odd feeling when Mr. Mucus informed me he was going to tell me his secret identity. I mean that is a great weight of responsibility to be let in on someone’s secret identity knowing you could be tortured by the enemy seeking information. To be taken into that circle of trust is very moving. Then the revelation, “I’m, Bridge Boy” he said. With that he extended his feet across the aisle to the next seat and said, “In an emergency I can become a bridge.” I don’t know about you but I feel safer knowing there are such heroes among us.
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