Memories of Madagascar
Slowly, I unpeeled the banana. For a moment, there was silence. Then a rustling in the bushes beside me as two unblinking black eyes stared out at me and the fruit. Then another pair and another, until the…
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Slowly, I unpeeled the banana. For a moment, there was silence. Then a rustling in the bushes beside me as two unblinking black eyes stared out at me and the fruit. Then another pair and another, until the…