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The Aquarium

februar 28th, 2008

In the Aquarium, there are lots of fish. Which one are you?

The shark, swimming, hunting for whatever prey presents itself?

The stingray at the bottom, not noticeably there unless you have a good look, but when somebody steps on you, quite poisonous?

One of many in the swarm of fish swimming aimlessly around within the invisible boundaries that have become your prison?

The flat-squashed fish that looks very afraid, as if having just had an encounter with a steam-roller?

Why does no fish look more happy?

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