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Artist's commentary
A lump of flesh in an unremarkable place.
The metal fence had been there since antiquity. It was the kind of place where you did not bother to wonder what was on the other side of the fence. However, a lump of flesh was squeezing through the other side of the fence and when the alarm sounded we turned our attention to the fence.
Apparently it was soon disposed of. But I still don't know what it was.