Mai watched through the window of her bar as that loathsome little chipmunk met with the hedgehog in the street. The hedgehog had a jar of what looked like peanut butter held in place between its quills, because it was an idiot.
On Friday, the two of them would come with their Temperance Group and perform carols outside her establishment. It was on those days that she most regretted having moved here from Villageburg.
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