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She's Now A Part Of Me

Last May Pushi died, and Nino’s brother buried her in the soil beneath one of the grapevines. Yesterday I ate some of the fruit that my cat’s body helped nourish. Sweet, but then just a subtle hint of sourness, especially the skin.

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...the grapes of wrath. there's something about cats as they do have nine lives...be they here or not.
good to read you. you are more of a hermit than i have been... :) ciao!

Being a hermit has great benefits, but you get to appreciate them only if you remain in solitude for a LONG time. Suddenly you realize there is tremendous comfort in living inside your own head, rather than in someone else's. Plus I don't have to worry about what position the toilet seat is in, up or down.

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