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He has become a bit too big to jump up on the desk so now I have to pick him. He is on a diet even if he doesn't know it.
However, once there he does what he always has done since he moved in.
Makes himself comfortable.
A My Private Coney project
Flash non-fiction, brief moments and old memories of a city and mother's emotional and physical real estate disappearing at the speed of heartbreak.