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January 24, 2016

‘A worm fell into my mouth. I gagged’: my life as a badger

Norming the Perverted:
Tom needed to sleep, so he did, curled foetally on bracken, his paws, earth-brown from digging, clasped under his chin. I, too, needed to sleep, so I didn’t. We had to change our rhythm to that of the badgers, which meant sleeping in the day, but, at least at first, I found the sett a threatening place. Was this an old fear of burial? A worm fell into my mouth. I gagged quietly and went back to sleep. | Environment | The Guardian

Posted by gerardvanderleun at January 24, 2016 3:28 PM. This is an entry on the sideblog of American Digest: Check it out.

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"To thrive as a human being I needed to be more of a badger"


Liberalism is a mental disease.

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