No Audiohe's floating alone in his tank, staring into the sad blue water of his tank. he's not paying any attention to the people banging on the glass, and taking photos of him, until he sees you. you're not taking photos, or banging on the glass. but instead, you're admiring his beauty, and being in the moment. he swims towards you, and puts his webbed hands up onto the glass, and stares at you with curiousity
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