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The camera gently zooms in on LOOK-OUT’s painted face. His pupils subtly shift as though tracking the cat's departure. He exhales through a half-smirk and says, “...No humans. Cat don’t count. I think.” A gust of wind ruffles paper along the street.

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The camera gently zooms in on LOOK-OUT’s painted face. His pupils subtly shift as though tracking the cat's departure...

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