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After a moment of silence, you remark:

"Is it just me, or is there something terribly postmodern about a werewolf in Tommy Hilfiger sitting in front of a rose bush to discuss genetics?

Fred bursts into laughter. "Actually, I'd say dadaist, myself. That or absurdist, in the tradition of Valle-Inclan and his ilk."

You shake your head and laugh, yourself, and your new lupine urges subside for the moment.

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