He's dead. He died. A kid fell into the enclosure he was in. He went over to him. They shot him. They killed him. The one I loved. Love. I still love him. At the Cincinnati Zoo. May 28th. His name. I can't remember it. His hair. His eyes. His body. But his name. I don't know. He walked on all fours. He was furry. He had a scrunched up face. His name. His name was Harambe.
