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I T A P Today, even at midday, it was minus six degrees. A stray cat lowered its head to the stream, drinking as the cold pressed in from all sides. Ice gripped the rocks, and the water felt harsh rather than refreshing. When it looked up at me, its eyes stayed clear and steady. The thin fur made the cold impossible to ignore. It felt pitiful and heartbreaking, yet quietly admirable in how it endured.

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