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The folk of Hangzhou all dwell by the water, and so too do the cats. Water is just such a cat, one who makes its home along the waterside.\nIt was also a remarkably quiet cat, so quiet that the people living nearby the water had never once noticed it, not until the family bought a new boat, and the punting pole parted the dense lily pads, that they first heard a soft little "Meow..."\nThe man set down his pole and went looking for the cat, but it was nowhere to be found.\nWhen he returned home, he told the story to the neighbors.\nIn that story there were vast stretches of lotus leaves, tender new shoots just beginning to peek above the water, the breeze that drifted in over the water that day, the sky and clouds reflected in the rippling waves, and that one soft little meow.\nThe man gave that little meow a name: Water.\nWhether Water knows it bears this name, no one can say. But the waters of Hangzhou flow on so long and unhurried that they seep into the hearts of people, and just as surely, into the hearts of little cats.