He climbed a telephone pole first;
next, a cell phone tower,
because he’d heard of ancient
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When No Cats are Gray
Through the weeping household stalked a small black cat—just past kittenhood, and more gamine than gangly. She darted past the skirts of a grieving wife as the woman buried her face in a ... [+]