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One day, I was walking past the tofu seller's place when a gust of wind blew a piece of cloth right toward me.…

One day, I was walking past the tofu seller's place when a gust of wind blew a piece of cloth right toward me. It had two plucked chickens sewn onto it. Figured it'd make a great rag for wiping the table, so I picked it up.

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