On a sun-drenched slope of the Rockies, an elk strides deliberately, its antlers a glorious crown of regal stature. With every step, the patchy grass beneath its hooves tells the story of summer’s fleeting glory. In this tender tableau, the elk pauses, delicately surveying the landscape, tongue flicking out as if tasting the very air. How often do we catch ourselves embodying the...
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