When you drive around and you find dead tapirs along the highways and signs of tapirs wandering around in the middle of sugarcane plantations where they shouldn't be, and you talk to kids and they tell you that they know how tapir meat tastes because their families poach and eat them, it really breaks your heart.
Kad se vozite okolo i nalazite mrtve tapire uz autoceste i znakove lutanja tapira  usred plantaža šećerne trske gdje ne bi trebali biti te kada pričate s djecom i kažu vam da znaju kakvog je okusa meso tapira jer ih njihove obitelji ilegalno love i jedu, to vam slomi srce.