It was a peaceful morning in the Conformity Henhouse. All the
chickens were walking around the hen, feeding, and looking at proud
roosters with longing and awe. The most colorful and biggest roosters
were looking attentively to the most beautiful and youngest chicks. And
of course, gossip was never ending.
All among this peaceful scenery, there was only one rooster, who was
always left alone in a corner, trying to collect discarded seeds to
feed. His name was Oafy. Nobody liked him, and nobody talked to him
other than occasional sneers and disdain. So he would stay away from the
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