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I was having a bad day. I had just been chased away from a kid's birthday party by a miniature dachshund. I ran into a dark and mysterious wood.
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I was beginning to think I was hopelessly lost...
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| Aha! There's a hunter over there...maybe he knows how to get back to Detroit. | |
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I started to walk over to him... That was my first mistake.
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