In a world where everything is yellow, one square lays between the destruction of our world and something else.
That one square does square stuff like fit in shape forms that aren't really square'ish.
Born as a triangle and living as a cardboard box, how will the square reach his family on Christmas to deliver the presents?
The box, one box, a square, the square, this summer, narrated by someone I will not name, on the next episode of the box.
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