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I live in a metropolis where my rat sightings have been far outnumbered by my raccoon sightings. The raccoons are definitely more fun. (Though I say that as one of the few in our neighbourhood whose roof has not been used as a communal raccoon toilet.) They’re fascinating to watch – lumbering animals with dainty table manners – and have this hilarious tone of world-weariness; A Mehitabel-like carriage of one who has fallen far in the world.

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