In a sky scattered with whispers of wind, a vulture glides serenely, wings stretched wide against the backdrop of azure. It looks as if it knows a secret that the world below has either forgotten or simply never understood. With a graceful flick of its wings, it descends as though auditioning for a role in a ballet of survival. But it isn't the aesthetic elegance of its flight that...
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