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My masters, play with me and love me very much. My male master, Michael, spends a lot of his day sitting at this thing he calls a computer, with me watching over his shoulder. His lovely wife, Laura, spends most of her day writing poetry and doing art work. When they left home a while back, I was able to hack into his high-speed internet account and create my own email address, and set up a personal website so I can have my own little spot in something called cyberspace.
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