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        Junior was sunk in deep thought. His memory of the past began to
      return to him. The humans he had lived with had a comfortable house and
      fed him delicious food.  
He thought his life would have been harder without relying on them. Without them, he would have spent lots of time looking for food himself. If he were lucky, he could have found enough for a day or two, but, he wondered if he could have found enough day after day without going hungry all the time.  
There were rain storms and bitter cold days outside. It would be terribly miserable, he thought, if he had had to live outside. He dared not live outside his humans' house. 
 
        What he did not understand was how the humans were able to live
      in such nice houses and with plenty of food. They had transformed the whole
      town into a wonderful place to live and had made it look very pretty. 
They rode in mobile machines, and used tools run by electric power. 
How did they accomplish those things? He could not understand it at all. 
 
        Anyway, they were smart creatures, he thought, though they usually
      behaved as if they were kings, the masters of the universe. They were quite
      different and not like whales in any way. He did not understand. If what
      Senior had said was true, why were the humans, who were so smart, causing
      so many problems for the fish and whales? 
 
        Senior, meanwhile, seemed to be having the same train of thought. 
 
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