I swear this is a true story, though every part of it does sound dubious.
For reasons that are better left unelaborated, Neruda and his fellow exiles sought recently to rent a giraffe. They called the office of an organization that advertised itself as hiring out "large exotic animals." The woman with whom they spoke said, "Well, we don't have a giraffe per se..." When Neruda wondered what that could possibly mean, she said, "We have an ostrich."
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Laughing out loud, right now.
Maybe they could get a llama and paint it with brown splotches?
Let me guess: Neruda is Banksy?
No, no--elaborate! Much better left elaborated. What, pray tell, requires one, exile or not, to rent a giraffe? An expatriate production of The Lion King? Low-tech tree-trimming and fertilizer service? Polo? Dish, please.
A.Mazing.
Giraffes, really, are not for renters.
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