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Doug the dog

It was a sunny day. The leaves fell down every few seconds. The wind blew them into the deserted playground. A gate creaked open from the force of the wind. A dog barked from behind the gate. It was excited. It was finally free! The dog was named doug for some strange reason. No one knew why. Maybe the owner had been intoxicated at the time. Doug barked again. He wanted to go on an adventure!

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