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So, I was listening to this new Mountain Goats album. And there's this one particular song on it. Just at the last line of the first verse the meaning of the lyrics suddenly hit me, and I realized it was referring to this footage of the very last living Tasmanian Tiger.
The sun above me, the concrete floor below.
Scratch at the chainlink, maybe bare my teeth for show.
Fed twice a day; I don't go hungry anymore.
Feel in my bones just what the future has in store...
I pace in circles so the camera will see:
Look hard at my stripes;
There'll be no more after me.
tired
On a sketch-trip over the weekend at an SF shipyard, I drew the 
