It was a typical Monday morning in the bustling metropolis of New Donut City. The sun was shining, the birds were singing, and the smell of freshly baked donuts wafted through the air. But amidst all the joy and revelry, a sense of unease settled over the city. Donuts, those delicious, fluffy, sweet treats, were nowhere to be found.
At the local Donut Shop, the employees were in a state of panic. "They've taken the maple bacon donuts!" cried the manager, her voice trembling with fear. "And the chocolate frosted ones! And the old-fashioned cake donuts! It's a travesty, I tell you! A travesty!"
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