Escaping the Gaze
The race is on; nobody is escaping the crowd gaze of the binoculars watching the race before their eyes, who know what race they are watching. Maybe you have been wise to hide your face, for you might be the one they watch.
Draped in a camouflage provided by the hunter, confound the prey into place its own body on the trophy wall.
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