The dove's instinct to smooth every feather runs headlong into the cassowary's talent for turning molehills into craters. What the dove calls diplomacy, the cassowary calls avoidance — and the cassowary's volcanic unpredictability leaves the dove in a permanent state of anxious tiptoeing. There's a faint flicker of physical intrigue here, but as friends or lovers, these two are more likely to exhaust each other than inspire each other.
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