Friday, May 11, 2018

A small room behind a bay window. A single bed, a table and chair, and a sink. I could manage something larger, with more conveniences, but I could never match the view.

Last night's hallway riot. I didn't see it, but I have seen it before and it always sounds the same: the dumb thump of a cat on fir, like a cursor at odds with its mouse.

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