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  1. In pondering the bunny, I find myself staring into its eyes (Is it a ‘him’? Is it a ‘her’?), wondering the difference between a bunny, a rabbit and a hare.

  2. It makes me wonder if this bunny also keeps going and going and going. And if it does, where is its final destination?

  3. I dream of a world where a chicken can cross the road without its intentions being questioned.

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