She was a little spider. From her own thread she had made a web, and she was hungry. Besides, what else could she be doing? Now she was lying motionlessly in her corner, her legs stretched out and all her eyes staring up through the web, waiting for something to happen. She did not think much, for, to be honest, she did not even know what a spider should be thinking about. She was just passing her time, in expectation…

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