Bite, don’t bite!

Stray cat, wanderer in the streets. You are looking for a caress, or maybe just for fish. A child holds out his hand, the mother screams at him: “far away! He is sick!” Help those who are weak, it is from weak. This was the lesson. The cat meows incessantly. He didn't want anything, he wasn't complaining, he didn't even want to be helped. Quiet, he was gone. He felt neither hot nor cold, it was not for him to cure the World.

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