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Although on the other hand there are still things in the world like a one-week-old duckling sitting on the shiny surface of a feedbag, paddling its little feet as if it were in water and going nowhere, frantically cheeping for mom. It was there for a full five minutes until I picked it up and set it on solid earth, at which point it ran away.

I feel you, little duckling.