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            <title><![CDATA[The Story of Ursa]]></title>
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            <description><![CDATA[After a hard day, Ursa kicked open the door with his foot, ready to chill.Ursa plopped into his chair and lit up some good weed, ready to relax.Junkie, seeking an even better chill, shuffled to the bathroom, intending to indulge in a long, soothing bath, all while smoking.The sudden appearance of a UFO sticking to his house surprised him, but Ursa couldn&apos;t resist checking it out.The UFO started pulling in the Junkie, sensing a familiar smell. Ursa felt a surge of fear as he realized he m...]]></description>
            <content:encoded><![CDATA[<figure float="none" data-type="figure" class="img-center" style="max-width: null;"><img src="https://storage.googleapis.com/papyrus_images/54c230eede0e5e88a6f81977926e1802f48e9b9b82116d442b37887612e0213e.jpg" alt="After a hard day, Ursa kicked open the door with his foot, ready to chill." blurdataurl="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAP///wAAACwAAAAAAQABAAACAkQBADs=" nextheight="600" nextwidth="800" class="image-node embed"><figcaption HTMLAttributes="[object Object]" class="">After a hard day, Ursa kicked open the door with his foot, ready to chill.</figcaption></figure><figure float="none" data-type="figure" class="img-center" style="max-width: null;"><img src="https://storage.googleapis.com/papyrus_images/f7f5e0266dab38abb4f666ef76dc7d577e0da8069eadd79d0bf66289f65ff773.jpg" alt="Ursa plopped into his chair and lit up some good weed, ready to relax." blurdataurl="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAP///wAAACwAAAAAAQABAAACAkQBADs=" nextheight="600" nextwidth="800" class="image-node embed"><figcaption HTMLAttributes="[object Object]" class="">Ursa plopped into his chair and lit up some good weed, ready to relax.</figcaption></figure><figure float="none" data-type="figure" class="img-center" style="max-width: null;"><img src="https://storage.googleapis.com/papyrus_images/0746a29cee3daff09f336d7f266606ab240200aa86d8452f83d096bd5bed7b2f.png" alt="Junkie, seeking an even better chill, shuffled to the bathroom, intending to indulge in a long, soothing bath, all while smoking." blurdataurl="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAP///wAAACwAAAAAAQABAAACAkQBADs=" nextheight="600" nextwidth="800" class="image-node embed"><figcaption HTMLAttributes="[object Object]" class="">Junkie, seeking an even better chill, shuffled to the bathroom, intending to indulge in a long, soothing bath, all while smoking.</figcaption></figure><figure float="none" data-type="figure" class="img-center" style="max-width: null;"><img src="https://storage.googleapis.com/papyrus_images/cec3cc4b7259de8f4be1e20257ebba8aa548c4499b49db2d00cf615b90db2dbb.jpg" alt="The sudden appearance of a UFO sticking to his house surprised him, but Ursa couldn&apos;t resist checking it out." blurdataurl="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAP///wAAACwAAAAAAQABAAACAkQBADs=" nextheight="600" nextwidth="800" class="image-node embed"><figcaption HTMLAttributes="[object Object]" class="">The sudden appearance of a UFO sticking to his house surprised him, but Ursa couldn&apos;t resist checking it out.</figcaption></figure><figure float="none" data-type="figure" class="img-center" style="max-width: null;"><img src="https://storage.googleapis.com/papyrus_images/4db9f8e092736d4895749347f3494daed79f79cf1d41f095f8d839adf4509146.jpg" alt="The UFO started pulling in the Junkie, sensing a familiar smell. Ursa felt a surge of fear as he realized he might have company in this strange encounter." blurdataurl="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAP///wAAACwAAAAAAQABAAACAkQBADs=" nextheight="600" nextwidth="800" class="image-node embed"><figcaption HTMLAttributes="[object Object]" class="">The UFO started pulling in the Junkie, sensing a familiar smell. Ursa felt a surge of fear as he realized he might have company in this strange encounter.</figcaption></figure><figure float="none" data-type="figure" class="img-center" style="max-width: null;"><img src="https://storage.googleapis.com/papyrus_images/a22bbcdcba43eedb74c6e79e7c3d088c0c380be63c346207654284d43b21563b.jpg" alt="On the flying saucer, our bear didn&apos;t lose his cool; instead, he managed to establish communication with the aliens." blurdataurl="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAP///wAAACwAAAAAAQABAAACAkQBADs=" nextheight="600" nextwidth="800" class="image-node embed"><figcaption HTMLAttributes="[object Object]" class="">On the flying saucer, our bear didn&apos;t lose his cool; instead, he managed to establish communication with the aliens.</figcaption></figure><figure float="none" data-type="figure" class="img-center" style="max-width: null;"><img src="https://storage.googleapis.com/papyrus_images/12e590569228e29b0e3f2624d7e799c32031b6809bb8e08be02de12415dfca2c.jpg" alt="The familiar smell turned out to be some strong weed. With this shared interest, the new pals hit it off right away." blurdataurl="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAP///wAAACwAAAAAAQABAAACAkQBADs=" nextheight="600" nextwidth="800" class="image-node embed"><figcaption HTMLAttributes="[object Object]" class="">The familiar smell turned out to be some strong weed. 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The weed was top-notch.</figcaption></figure><div data-type="subscribeButton" class="center-contents"><a class="email-subscribe-button" href="null">Subscribe</a></div>]]></content:encoded>
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