If you were to ask me, "What do you think of human beings?"
I would say, “Imagine a cold, winter day. As you sit
at your dining room table munching on venison or veal, and staring
out the window, bemused at the deer foraging for food in the snow,
you might say or think, ‘Such sad and majestic creatures,'
and then turn your attention to an article about how red meat can kill
you as you move on from the irony of it all.”
After years of struggling to blend into his groups,
man is deer to me
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