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Charlie, a social-democratic labradoodle, was on a mission. It had come to him in a dream on a cassette tape from the 80s. A voice had laid out the task to him and explained the benefit for the masses of his participation should he choose to do so. Then the tape had self-destructed. That last part was a bit weird, but Charlie knew that is how dreams can be. Ever since he had taken it on, he had chewed up every shoe he had come across. Shoes were bad for feet, and Charlie was a hero for eradicating them.

Music pairing: Heroes by David Bowie

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