On a brisk day in the windswept expanses of the sub-Antarctic, a huddle of king penguins stands stark against the vibrant blue sky, puffed up like plump sentinels guarding a frosty kingdom. They sway gently in the cold breeze, an unintentional ballet of patience and poise, while one particularly regal individual raises its head, channeling its inner monarch as if pondering the...
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