Albert felt his eyes rolling like a roller-coaster and not just because he was a chameleon and he could simply do that. No, this time was like a bad sign…He tried to make a list in his head with all the things that can seed depression in an average captive chameleon: no real passion, peeing in front of everybody, fingers touching his body with God knows what intentions…but the most painful thing, he suddenly realized, was that this cold cage would never be the stage where he would sing in front of well dressed ladies. Albert saw his dream running away from him like shampoo bubbles in the wind, exploding with a short and violent sound when they hit the glass walls growing around him. Well…all he could do is to take a sip of wine, maybe the last sip of wine, feeling cheated by mother nature. And in his mind came a dirty word.
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