In the city, the cat walks its first life, a dupe wandering through alleyways, seeking warmth and food from strangers. One night, it follows the scent of fish, only to find itself locked in a cold cellar, a victim of its own curiosity.
In its second life, it becomes the scapegoat, taking the blame for spilled milk and broken vases, while others watch from the shadows. Chased out of the house with a broom, it learns the harsh lesson of misplaced guilt.
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