A tipster has finally exposed the identity of our fierce defender. It’s not who she is underneath, but what she does that defines her. Never will she shit upon your head, but always will she protect you from the evil forces of the Lerner ramps. She, preening, monitors the Ferris staircase; she, twittering, champions the edibility of food. She’s a silent guardian. A watchful protector.

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