“Fast Food Olympics” by Calliope Barrett
May 8, 2025
This comic was written by Calliope Barrett as a 6th grader at McClure Middle School with WITS writer-in-residence David Lasky.
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This comic was written by Calliope Barrett as a 6th grader at McClure Middle School with WITS writer-in-residence David Lasky.
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