One of my core childhood memories is going to the local zoo with my mom, heading to the gibbon area, and watching the cute, lanky creatures swing through the trees like little furry acrobats. If we got lucky, we'd also get to hear their glorious vocalizations. I remember marveling at how skilled…
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