Imagine the voice of David Attenborough, whispering in your ear...
Michael J. Tallon
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(Imagine the voice of David Attenborough, whispering in your ear.)
"When the male Trump reaches the end of its lifespan, it undergoes a final transformation. The skin becomes more sallow and damp from perspiration. The eyes grow hollow and vacant. The mind slips into an agitated distraction, then . . . just before the end, the hair darkens, thins, and takes on an unnatural hue.
"Come!
"If we remain very quiet and still, we may see one reach the end of its journey on Earth."
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(Imagine the voice of David Attenborough, whispering in your ear.)
"When the male Trump reaches the end of its lifespan, it undergoes a final transformation. The skin becomes more sallow and damp from perspiration. The eyes grow hollow and vacant. The mind slips into an agitated distraction, then . . . just before the end, the hair darkens, thins, and takes on an unnatural hue.
"Come!
"If we remain very quiet and still, we may see one reach the end of its journey on Earth."
