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He stood there, blowing the smoke out of his mouth as he placed his hand on his head, in response to his headache. Edgar ran to his feet, and gave a few meows and started rubbing against his legs. He looked down. He walked towards the cat food, carefully scooping a fair sized amount, and dumping it onto the ground for the hungry feline.

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