We are in a pretty typical industrial park, lots more concrete and steel than meadows and flora. I am baffled how this serpent managed to crawl across the asphalt parking areas, let alone gain entry to a building where all the doors were closed, but there it was.
On my second attempt, I was able to grab it at its tail end, march it outside and release it. The snake clearly was scared shitless, given what I had to do in the bathroom sink to cleanse my hands after letting it go.
A bucolic moment in a very commercial setting.
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