A year after the murder spree, the watery landscape of the so far doomed neighborhood was reconstructed. The architects scrapped everything, including the beautiful black gravel, which was replaced by dazzling white rock. Contractors waited a week before selling the properties to a large community of African cichlids. Some are concerned that the number of residents will overwhelm the available space, but they have been assured that the sixteen cichlids have enough room and, because of their number, will be less violent to one another. We’ll see if that optimism is foolish or not.
—The Bubbly Review
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