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But the worst was inside. When the officer tore the upholstery further, everyone saw: inside the sofa cavities was a real nest.

It was teeming with a whole family – dozens of rats, with newborn pups, heaps of gray bodies wriggling and squeaking.

— “How did they get in there?” whispered the man in the wheelchair, turning pale.The dog barked and tried to grab the rats, but the officer pulled it back. Even he, having seen a lot, was shocked by the scale.

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