I remember seeing a naturalized fox in front of a restaurant, when in holidays in Alsace : it was nice to see a fox, touch the fur, but pretty sad because the red fellow was only a displayed corpse.
Yeah, it's such a contrast, the beauty of it versus the stillness and sadness of it. And really, no comparison to a live fox at all. And yet possibly the cleanest look one would get at one.
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