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Goodnight, moon

Last night I saw two skunks come up from the hill in back of the house and along the side yard, where they disappeared around the corner of another house.

A mother and child, from the size of them.

Being a city person (and not a country or a suburban person), I had never seen a skunk before.

The elegant black fur, the white stripe--"Omigod, that's a skunk!"

Even though their stripes made them highly visible, even in the dusk, they moved so slowly, without a care in the world.

And why wouldn't they?

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