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To escape or not to escape, that was the question. Being a hamster,
my choice was obvious. I carefully poked my nose out of the tunnel, sniffed the
air for danger, and scurried away to safety behind the couch. Then, like Scarlett
O'Hara, I asked myself, "Where shall I go? What shall I do?"
Naturally, being a hamster, I decided to go on a quest for food.
I needed to find as much food as possible, as quickly as possible. So I scurried
from room to room, looking for something to eat.
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