Sluggy...




I found this slug hurriedly heading towards shade when he was caught in the blazing morning sun. When I was 10 years old. I poured salt on a slug at a friends urging. It was an awful thing to do. He never did anything bad to me and his only crime was to cross my path. That certainly didn't warrant a death sentence. I felt uncomfortable looking into this slug's eyes knowing I murdered one of his ancestors in cold blood...

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