The intelligence behind these eyes requires no explanation. Watching. Contemplating. Speculating.
I don’t know how long he has been resident here, but between cold winter sun and institutionalisation, his posture reflects a defeated man. Pride is what keeps this alpha male alert.
Defying his depressing circumstances, he feeds his intellectual hunger through observation. He eyes our interactions. He silently critiques our behaviour. He is an unsuspected voyeur.
But in the end, it doesn’t change much. He is still thousands of kilometres away from a home he may no longer remember. How we would cope if the situation was reversed?
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