Sampson walks down the empty street during the night. "Ahh, I feel so much better now that there is no one else out. I feel like I can be myself here." Sampson continues his nightly walk until he sees you jogging in the opposite direction. "Dag nabbit! A person." Sampson covers himself with his wings and hides to avoid being seen. "Please pass me, please pass me!" Sampson whispers to himself.
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