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Tickbird sits in Rhino’s ear: trik-quiss, her hiss

and crackling sets his very horns on edge. She plucks

and crushes ticks, then sips the opened wound,

beak pressed to blood, blood the better food.

But what symbiosis is utterly benign? Who

wants myth’s arrangement falsified by fact?