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This afternoon we went for a walk down 100 South, a street infamous for random kitty sightings. Today's conditions were perfect kitty weather. Sure enough, we found one. Prince Fuzzy surveyed his dominion with a weighty air of authority far exceeding his eight fuzz-covered pounds. Even camera clicks and kissy lip sounds didn't distract him from his regal perch. He was the overlord of fuzziness, and we were his diminutive subjects.
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