A sign near the enclosure insisted the zebras were resting indoors, too worn out by the noise and the stares to come out. The zebras, unconvinced by their own signage, were standing right there.
Unconvinced
A sign near the enclosure insisted the zebras were resting indoors, too worn out by the noise and the stares to come out. The zebras, unconvinced by their own signage, were standing right there.
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