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In the cozy glow of a toasty room, Benzion sprawls across the rug like a furry monarch who's just conquered the Kingdom of Naps. "Why chase mice when the sunbeam is my throne and the carpet my velvet cape?" he purrs, utterly convinced he's living the purr-fect life—zero effort, maximum smug.
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