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Felix wiped potato chip crumbs from his mouth with his sleeve. It was his favorite part of Breakfast at Tiffany’s: the scene where Holly throws the cat out into the rain in the heat of the moment. As always, tears sprung to Felix’ eyes and he felt deeply moved, but this time the wave of emotion was followed by a violent, stabbing pain in his side. He could not breathe and could not move. His entire body shuddered and reared up briefly one last time - and then Felix died. Blank and lifeless, he stared up at the ceiling of his room. "A dead light bulb makes a pretty bleak ceiling lamp", he thought to himself.

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