……When I was five, my brother Kevin took me to visit a neighbor’s pet monkey. I was kind enough to use my candy money to buy the monkey an egg-roll, but the monkey cruelly mauled my poor finger to a bloody popsicle. Kevin took me to the doctor’s with his candy money afterwards, hoping I wouldn’t tell mom on him. Well, he thought wrong.

where are all my thylacines?
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