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Oh, what it is to be a sushi. To have to worry about my rice falling off, or my wasabi tail melting.
I dislike this all, for some days that are hot, I can smell a little funky until I cool off.
Or, maybe that's just because I live near the ocean, and can smell things washing up on the beach?
Who knows.
I just know that I am Noori, and I love to make sushi.
But not from my body, because making sushi out of my body is frowned upon. I think?
I could take some seaweed off of my leg, and wrap some of my rice up inside of it.
Thankfully, it is not disco rice, one bit.
This little thought process was made possible by the sesame seeds in my fur.
Each one a different color, and shape.
Well, at least I know my brother Dango will always remember me.
This little quick rambling of my thoughts was fun.
But, I need to find some other prose to write about myself.

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