“Maybe b’cause ‘f the newcomers?” Bruce asked glancing about before squeezing himself through the opened hole. After some manageable amount of effort, the shark got his midsection through and his tail followed shortly. “I mean, I’ve seen signs for new Toons comin’ to Toontown.”

“Eh,” the Repairman shrugged, “those signs have been around forever. But you’re right; there do seem to be a lot more signs and a lot more Toons each summer.”

He waited patiently for Bruce to get through. Big characters getting through small spaces was nothing new to the inkblot. Still, he couldn’t help a slight feeling of disappointment when the shark got out without a “pop.” He shook off that feeling rather quickly and pushed his cart out into the sunlight.