The other day I saw a dead crow lying in the river; today I came across the body of a mole. It was lying on the path, out in the open, but it was laid out so neatly like you would a human corpse for a funeral, on its front with its front paws just so. I lifted it off the path into a shade of small plants and covered it with the leaves.
I had a little pot of glitter in my bag, and the lid came off. Everything is covered in glitter. This is the opposite of a problem. I shook some glitter over the little mole.
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