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From Animal magic/tragic The old woman from the woods The sadness in her eyes, really came as no surprise, as I stared at her, intensely, through the glass. As countless have before, she must find it such a bore. Small wonder that she turned & showed her *** Does she stare back at mankind & think, “What is it they find, that draws them all to come & look at me?” Does she think,”If we're so clever, why does it never, ever occur to us that she'd be better free?” Briz 30/9/13
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Mar 3, 2014
Mar 3, 2014 at 5:39 AM UTC
The old woman in the woods
From Animal magic/tragic The old woman from the woods The sadness in her eyes, really came as no surprise, as I stared at her, intensely, through the glass. As countless have before, she must find it such a bore. Small wonder that she turned & showed her *** Does she stare back at mankind & think, “What is it they find, that draws them all to come & look at me?” Does she think,”If we're so clever, why does it never, ever occur to us that she'd be better free?” Briz 30/9/13
After looking into the eyes of a fully-grown, female orang-utang. She was spread out, in a hammock-like sling, high up in a pen, at Chester zoo. I was on a timber walkway, enjoying watching the younger primates, on the ground, below.
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Mar 3, 2014 at 5:39 AM UTC
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