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I was looking for the living among the dead
This was this afternoon in our neighbourhood graveyard.
I was watching for birds; there were none. Instead I saw dozens of rat tracks in the snow.
There was life, but not as I'd hoped for.
I was watching for birds; there were none. Instead I saw dozens of rat tracks in the snow.
There was life, but not as I'd hoped for.
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Unlike the birds, though, the rats are invited into traps that I set. I have some comparatively young friends who, upon learning their neighbourhood had rats, began a now ten-years-long programme of feeding them!
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