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Her nostrils gust steam, a forced dance of high stepping gallops. Brown freckled mother, her slender neck dips, swaying long… big dark eyes begging to me from behind smeared clown make up. Onlookers threw cans and swore at the graceful beast, others whistling and cat calling. Ugandan giraffe dancing sickened me, her lean legs jerking unnaturally, the weighted bobbing of her heavy head all while her child yelping from his cage bucked infuriated by mommy's face painted trot. The keeper chain-smoked cursing at them both in his native tongue, my fingers tightened, knuckles bulging white. This will be your last dance my dear… tonight you will be free.
5:00 PM
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