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.