Domesticated Beasts
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I was in a cheerful mood, so I went to the zoo at the edge of the city. I laughed at a comic book with the idyllic zebras. I slow-danced to Chopin with the lavish gorillas. I sang a Spanish ballad to the stylish flamingos. At the end of the visit, I took a much-needed nap by the tortoise enclosure. When I woke up, there was a baby tortoise crawling along my back. I gently placed the young tortoise back into the enclosure. As I left the zoo and walked to the bus stop, I remembered tomorrow would be my thirty-eighth birthday. A perfect place to spend it, I thought, the zoo, with similarly domesticated beasts.
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