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It began with an unexpected call for a photo op and a tour of the Millersville Campus, followed by lunch at Rachel's. A pair of mute swans had taken up residence in the campus pond. They were polar opposites. The female, elegant. The male, total clown. She preened. He played, preoccupied by his obsession to entertain his mate. It was an afternoon of sunshine and dancing ripples . . . one part elegance, one part slap-stick grace.