the cat was STRIPED and fat.
what's strange is that i don't really care for cats, but i like photographing them. i think it's because they are usually aloof and also sit in the sun.
Matt bought the house on Archer Avenue in the winter of his thirty-fifth year. Over the next decade, he and his wife had three children and then they separated. They were never legally divorced.
Virtually all memory of the brilliance of Matt had been erased by two decades of betrayal, failure and disaster.
Matt died tragically rescuing his family from the wreckage of a destroyed sinking battleship.
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In my old apartment, I'd come home at night to find stuffed animals strewn across the place. Cleo liked to have tea parties while I was gone.
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