Horacio Teixeira
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    “Look, he always comes in at 3 a.m. and eats meat from the wildlife troughs,” I muttered to my friend Luigi, showing him camera footage of a young boy with fox ears and a tail sneaking into the trough and eating the food.

    “He eats raw meat!?” – Luigi asked surprised.

    “Yes, raw meat,” I replied, smiling in amusement.

    “We have to catch him,” I added after a moment's thought.

    "Okay, but how?" asked Luigi.