Trompé Setsuled (setsuled) wrote,
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The Squirrel Stands Again

I saw the Standing Squirrel at the trolley station again this morning. I managed to get stabler video this time. And this time the battery on my camera ran out before the squirrel moved. In fact, the squirrel never left the rock while I was there.

Music is from the ballet Gayane by Aram Khachaturian.

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