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Mari Harrison | The Octopus Tank
The aquarium keeps its lone octopus in the corner tank, away from children who bang on glass. I visit every Thursday when admission is free and it’s mostly empty. The octopus is small with eyes that track movement like it’s solving problems I can’t see. Today, it’s pressed against the back wall, arms splayed in eight directions, suckers flat against the glass. The placard says they’re solitary creatures, highly intelligent, capable of learning through observation. I wonder what it’s learned from watching us watch it.