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One day, as everyone thought, the forehead was met by those whose views were different: the lioness is the one who puts pride in the first place and the stray cat is the one who lives all her life along the hard way. Their views, place in society and goals differed, but in general they were similar. And one day a lioness will say: "How can you live like this? How? Once you are still alive, with such a regime, and led?". To which the cat responds: "The fact is that to live a happy and long life, we must all go through hell, and you, as I see it, are weak and very stubborn, which only proves your softness and helplessness." And then everything seemed to be in a fog: two cats immediately growled, clawing their neck, into the torso. As a result, the lioness fell, her eyes bent to the ground, and the cat, after throwing a sly glance, said: "Would you not be prevented by a cottage that will teach you better to think and fight, too." And with these words she waved her tail and disappeared from sight, into the fog. Author: Nastya Moskova

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One day, as everyone thought, the forehead was met by those whose views were different: the lioness is the one who puts pride in the first place and the stray cat is the one who lives all her life along the hard way. Their views, place in society and goals differed, but in general they were similar. And one day a lioness will say: "How can you live like this? How? Once you are still alive, with such a regime, and led?". To which the cat responds: "The fact is that to live a happy and long life, we must all go through hell, and you, as I see it, are weak and very stubborn, which only proves your softness and helplessness." And then everything seemed to be in a fog: two cats immediately growled, clawing their neck, into the torso. As a result, the lioness fell, her eyes bent to the ground, and the cat, after throwing a sly glance, said: "Would you not be prevented by a cottage that will teach you better to think and fight, too." And with these words she waved her tail and disappeared from sight, into the fog. Author: Nastya Moskova