I went to visit the Dead Zoo again. 

The older and more shoddily-preserved the specimen, the more I like it. 

And I don’t know if I’ve mentioned this but I like fish. I really rather do like fish. 

I. Like. Fish. It is always worthwhile going to the aquarium.

Even if they are strange, sad places.

In the bottom of one tank I saw a horseshoe crab trapped on his back. He figured it out eventually.