 me changing into my superhero uniform in a bank entry way – foto by Smith Lady’s worried about humanity, thinks it needs saving. So to ease her worry I tell her my secret identity, that I’m the superhero known as Moistman, Savior of Humidity. No, no, not humidity, she cries, humanity! Pshaw on humanity, they’re not worthy — I’m saving humidity! (Being Moistman is mighty easy here in Cleveland City by the great Lake Erie:  pimp-o-vision – foto by Smith |
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