I went to the zoo.
Something tells me it's all happening at the zoo. I do believe it. I do believe it's true.
or...
So I'm no better than the animals sitting in the cages in the zoo man.
Yeah, that.
I go to the zoo whenever I can't help it anymore. And seven more sins are chalked up on my soul.
Maybe I'm paying as I go. I hope so.
I took 500 pictures at the zoo, there among the four year olds, the fences and trenches and walls, the pretty little fake environments, the working zoo people, the pandemic, and the cold. Maybe the pictures didn't turn out so well so I'll have to go back. Maybe it was the price I paid. Maybe it was all the fences and fences and fences.
Fortunately one picture summed it all up. I'll show you the rest tomorrow. Today it's just one,
The Zoo
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