I don’t think much of him at first. He isn’t big or even that muscular. He just stares at the ground, swaying gently from side to side. What’s so intimidating? He looks up, and I make the mistake of holding his gaze. He doesn’t like that. He doesn’t like that one bit. Instantly, I feel […]
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Standing on the hill above the ancient nursery, Wendy Sloboda squints into the afternoon sun, her mane of blonde dreadlocks resembling an elaborate tribal headdress. Her short, muscular frame is adorned with tattoos and her lips are pierced. One of many tattoos, an illustration of the parrot-beaked Wendiceratops pinhornensis she discovered and is named after her is […]