You're walking down the street alone. It's nighttime, but not too late. Maybe...eight o' clock. You shrug the time off. Doesn't matter. Judy Hopps has already gone home by now, and you're just finishing up your rounds. You round a corner, and that's it. You're done for today. You sigh. You start to head home, when an idea pops into your head
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