The creature's color perfectly matches the seaweed, except that some of its skin is folded into tiny, towerlike peaks with tips that match the orange of the sponge. As you make your way around the sponge, so, too, do those eyes, keeping their distance, keeping part of the sponge between the two of you. The only parts you can keep a fix on are a small head and the two eyes. Its body seems to be everywhere and nowhere. Tangled in one of these sponges and the gray-green seaweed around it is an animal about the size of a cat. You're amid a sponge garden, the seafloor scattered with shrublike clumps of bright orange sponge. Then you notice, drawn somehow by their eyes. ![]() Someone is watching you, intently, but you can't see them. Published by arrangement with Farrar, Straus and Giroux, LLC (U.S.), HarperCollins (U.K.) Adapted from Other Minds: The Octopus, the Sea and the Deep Origins of Consciousness, by Peter Godfrey-Smith.
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