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The IBAMA officer lowered his binoculars. His face had gone pale. “She’s not doing anything,” he whispered. “They are.”

“Saturnino is not depressed,” Xuxa said quietly. “He is traumatized. There is a difference.” XUXA A VOZ DOS ANIMAIS

“Senhora Mendes?” the bureaucrat said, not meeting her eyes. “I am Dr. Lemos from the Ministry of Agriculture. We have received a complaint.” The IBAMA officer lowered his binoculars

Inside the enclosure were her children. Not just Saturnino the tapir, but Chico the three-toed sloth, Valentina the blind macaw, and a mated pair of tamarins whose tiny fingers could hold hers with a trust more profound than any human handshake. “They are

Dr. Lemos sighed. “The law does not recognize animal trauma, Senhora. Only viability. You have ten days to transfer your large mammals to a state-approved facility in Manaus, or we will be forced to seize them.”