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35should tell you.%u201dShe laughed. %u201cWhy not?%u201d%u201cIt might put you off me,%u201d he replied.She looked at his face for a long time.%u201cYou%u2019re a strange man, David.%u201d She told him.%u201cI think all us humans are,%u201d he replied. %u201cBut I am a loving man. I%u2019m sorry I killed that spider. My desire for you made me ignore the thought of its misery. We do that. We look at sheep and lambs in the fields and say %u2019ah, cute, lovely%u2019 and we deliberately sweep aside any thought of the day the farmer arrives to take them out for the day. They trust him. After all, hasn%u2019t he, she, fed and watered them, reared them from babies. And they get off his wagon, queue up, and don%u2019t realise until it%u2019s too late, that they are about to die one by one in the abattoirs.%u201dHe paused and then carried on.%u201cIt isn%u2019t just animals. We love pretty flowers. We plant their seeds, put them down in our gardens. We watch them grow and when they%u2019re in full bloom to start their reproductive cycle, often assisted by bees, wasps, moths, and butterflies, we cut off their heads and stick them in a vase and say %u2018aren%u2019t they beautiful%u2019.%u201dShe thought about it and said, %u201cWe don%u2019t create ourselves though. The universe, God, something, brought us into being. It seems to me, almost every living thing has to snatch the life of another living thing to survive. What else can we do?%u201d%u201cQuite right. The only innocents on this earth are Algae. They suck up the suns rays and turn them into solid matter. They begin the food chain by turning energy into physical components, the stuff we need to live, as we are unable to do that.%u201d He tells her and then points. %u201cWe%u2019re here. Can you swim?%u201dSpider