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His ordinary
morning
Sidiro
Cantilena eased into the mud-beige shirt of his uniform and put on the brown fedora
hat that had hung on the hat stand by the door. He viewed himself in the hallway
mirror, and stepped into his black leather boots before walking out of his
house. Making his
way to the park just in front of the joint row houses where his own was located, he
was well aware of the stares he was getting.
Who
wouldn’t? Looking like a forest ranger while being employed as a guide for the Sparrow
Community Park Petting Zoo wasn’t exactly a typical day job. But in order to support
his other passion as an artist, he had to have some extra income for buying his
materials. With Sid’s charm and
muscleman built, nobody easily believed that he was an
artist. Others had mistaken him for an actor or stuntman because of the roped muscles and
wide chest above a sinewy waist.
Acting the
guide at the petting zoo wasn’t all that bad. Actually, it was wonderful spending
time with kids who adored animals. The same animal-lover kids were usually accompanied
by nannies, and said nannies looked at him more than they would the animals in
their pens. From the way they ogled him, it was as if Sid
was more the main attraction
of the zoo. Ever since Sid and his
cousin Jeremy took up jobs at Sparrow Community’s
park, there had been an increase in visitors, especially female visitors.
