Muscidae
I’m foraging for food again only this time there are only crumbs. I haven’t a clue what it
is but I know it is edible; I’ve eaten it before. This place is a very risky place to eat.
I have seen a few of my kind die here. Their deaths were not a pleasant sight to see so I
must always be on my guard. Oh, oh I see that square shadow coming at me fast. Splat!
Whew! That was close. I better stay up here where it’s safe for the moment.
Two-winged diptera
Lives to see another day
Survives the onslaught.
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