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Then, I got a call from my bestie, Lisa. She was freaking out about her cat, Mr. Whiskers. Apparently, he got stuck in a tree on de Korteweg. I couldn’t help but laugh. I mean, how does a cat get stuck in a tree? But I rushed over to help her anyway.

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