In a corner of the garden of the Far South of the island, where silence is troubled only by the song of birds and the frowning of dry herbs, a young fox appeared a few days ago. Distrustful, skinny, eyes still full of this wild worry that animals delivered too early to themselves. It is often said that "hungry brings the wolf out of the wood". The fox also. Every evening, almost at the same time, he slowly approaches the terrace. First hidden be…
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In a corner of the garden of the Far South of the island, where silence is troubled only by the song of birds and the frowning of dry herbs, a young fox appeared a few days ago. Distrustful, skinny, eyes still full of this wild worry that animals delivered too early to themselves. It is often said that "hungry brings the wolf out of the wood". The fox also. Every evening, almost at the same time, he slowly approaches the terrace. First hidden be…