"... we also missed the other horses who’d done quieter jobs that you hadn’t noticed so much at the time, such as the Data Entry Horse, the Tax Horse, and the Listening Horse, whose job it was to bear witness to your innermost troubles and interject every few minutes with a calming neigh."
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