Once upon a time, in a quiet meadow at the edge of a green forest, there lived a hare. He was the fastest creature in all the meadow, and he knew it. Every morning he would race past the slow tortoise, who walked along, taking his time. 'Why are you always in such a hurry?' the tortoise asked one day. The hare laughed.
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