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"And I was like... why are you so obsessed with me? "Sow Joseph, biting with a certain savagery the meat pudding on his plate. "And he said he was only fulfilling his role as a good neighbor and member of the neighborhood surveillance, but I still think he exaggerated in the matter of wanting to impose a fine on me because of my cat's addiction to going through trash cans. If everyone avoided putting food in the trash, that wouldn't happen. Am it my fault that my cat has a good sense of smell?”

"No, of course not," I answered in a humorous tone.

"So, since that day I've only had problems when I got home," he sighed, resting his fork against the plate. "Sometimes I ask to stay late here at the company just so I don't have to arrive so early and go through so much stress. I doubt there is any neighborhood more problematic than the one I live in.”

I had a muffled laugh.

"I can say with all the certainty of the world that I prefer to spend more time at home than at work.”

"That's because