Go to the circus.
Have fun. You love animals and magic tricks.
The thing is, there is no magic behind those curtains. Only mystery. The mystery of how you gladly come and cheer for the ones who cage what you just admitted to love. They’ve taught them tricks for your amusement. They’ve tricked nature. Isn’t it mysterious how they tricked you?
I tip my hat to the one truly magical act you witnessed and didn’t even realize it.
Do you know what fur hides?
Bruises.
