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An old man's dog, Shiro had recently passed away and he mourned over the death of his dog. He had mortar, which was a piece of good luck. His neighbor came to his door one day and asked if he could borrow the old man's mortar.
The neighbor said that wanted to make cakes in memory of Shiro. The old man wanted to refuse, but he couldn't bring himself to say no. So he lent the mortar to his evil neighbor. Going on with his day, the old man waited until his neighbor would bring it back.
Several days has soon passed, and the old man wondered where his mortar was. He had asked the borrower to bring it back once he was finished but he hadn't. The older man went to look for the neighbor and found him by a big fire with pieces of wood. The old man saw that on the ground, it was broken pieces of mortar. He was in shock as the neighbor spoke to him. “Have you come to ask me for your mortar? I broke it to pieces, and now I am making a fire of the wood, for when I tried to pound cakes in it only some horrid smelling stuff came out.”
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