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Protector of the City

Nate: Dad, I want to be a Protector of the City.

Me: What’s that, bud?

Nate: A protector. He wears a cowboy hat.

Me: Yeah?

Nate: And sometimes a bathing suit, but not always. And he wears purple sunglasses.

Me: Okay. What else?

Nate: Sometimes he wears green glasses, but not anymore. And then he’s got boots, but they’re really, really, really dusty.

Me: And they protect people?

Nate: Yeah!

Me: Well, that sounds like a great thing to be. Good night, buddy. You dream about being a Protector.

Nate: Okay! Good night!