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So, as it turns out, the rabbit was real and actually happened to be somebody's pet. This person came looking for a rabbit headed in my direction about forty-five minutes after we got off the phone. He then took some five odd minutes describing this beast to me, and I realized, shortly after, that it literally couldn't be thought of as more than a rather large white rabbit. I told him I had seen something that perfectly fit his description, but also sadly informed him that I didn't know where it currently was. When he asked me why I didn't think to do anything about an unusual ten pound creature roaming random yards for clovers, I politely responded, "My stepmother advised me to 'just let the rabbit go' and recommended that I not mention it to my counselor later."
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[excerpt from a letter written earlier this week]
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