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Three squirrels hatched a midnight plan behind the gym’s old soda stand. They jimmied open the metal flap with one brave tail and one bold paw. The youngest kept lookout on a limb, the eldest whispered, “Push… now grab!” When the candy finally dropped, they scattered laughing through the dark~ pockets stuffed with peanut treats, hearts thumping like tiny drums of triumph.
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