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I've long read that zoos are evil and wicked, for the most part.
While I find I cannot totally disagree I feel the need to point out one thing: Without having gone to the zoo I would never have developed my lifelong fascination with animals, both domesticated and wild. I never would have known that the gorilla would look at me and mock my poses. I never would have seen a seal staring at me while he was diving. I never would have known about otters and how they crack open shellfish. I never would have touched an elephant or a camel. I would never have gone to a petting zoo.
While I loathe zoos for what they are I thank them for what they've helped me become. It's a dichotomy that I know exists, but I can't seem to reconcile it.
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