A first Thanksgiving in the midcentury masterpiece has come and gone and, with it, a cozy familial gathering. Some brief fireplace talk leads to a quick discussion of your host's imminent demise (imminent in geologic time, that is). Meanwhile, over in Bridgeburg, a sad and lonely Clyde sits alone in a jail cell. Will his new counsel provide some hope?
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