The Snow Leopard
Sunday, March 31, 2013
A pet bird died today, in my hands. I think I felt somewhat like a robot who hadn't been programmed to deal with something like Death. I think, at that instant, I had an expression on my face very similar to that of the robot's, in the second panel.
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