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West now has a long-running, elaborate fantasy about a pet store he works in / owns. He loves talking about it and remembers weird details from one telling to the next. First it was in Boston next door to my work, but he had to move it to Beverly (because he "built roads to get to it"). Tonight he was vetoing all my book suggestions for his reading time because he only wanted to read books about his pet store. Then he added "it's in space." Thinking aha! I pulled out a book about space, but nay nay, he said "it's not in that space, it's in different space". He can be pretty darn cute.