How to Go to the Zoo

  I love the zoo. But here's the thing: you don't. Or at least, it seems like you don't, the way you frogmarch yourself through the zoo, trudging crying children and panda-shaped souvenir soft drinks. The way you breeze past the beautiful, fascinating small creatures only to yell at the dumb, sleeping lions. The way you hardly stop, to look, to see. I think you deserve better. I'd like to take a moment and...