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54 Toucan Nest Cautious as a stalked ex, chestnut mandibled toucan profiled in a far triangle makes sure no one’s tailing her . . . then shoves off. Quick flight, te dé, te dé, toward lofty hollows. The tree swallows her great curved face, yellow bib, red belly, dainty blue legs. Inside the tree nest shrieks of hunger. Within the living trunk, true shelter of decay. She cracks her bill to spill half-digested fruits and lizards down yawning gullets, 55 cramming four unfeathered young. It’s her secret tucked tree deep how she turns in there, emerges tip first, half of her that gleaming bill serrated yellow spliced brown, dangling shreds she shows her throat to swallow. ...

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