[Tonio is seen in the dimly-lit teepee, a well-to-do residence with supplies neatly boxed in the corner, jars of jam stacked beside them, and three mats above a striking Navajo rug. He sits with a small and ailing white platypus with an open wound, and a trembling squeal from its infection. It attempts to trudge away while he provides it the ( Read more... )