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douma in the modern world: *sees a child crying in the middle of the mall*

douma: um

douma: hello—

child: *cries louder*

douma: *leans over child and looks left and right*

douma: mmm 'kay, coast is clear.

child: MOM—

douma: *starts absorbing child* itadakimasu