In Search of the Perfect Booger

In the sleepy hamlet of Noseville, where the air was always a little damp and the handkerchiefs were always at the ready, there lived a young dreamer named Milo Mucusson. Milo wasn’t your average twelve-year-old. While other kids chased frogs or traded marbles, Milo had a singular obsession: finding the perfect booger. To him, it wasn’t just a nasal nuisance—it was a treasure, a tiny, glistening masterpiece waiting to be discovered.