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Kurt Vonnegut died.
This makes me feel empty, though I can't say why.
My cat is sitting next to me, licking her paws. In a minute, I will hug her, which she allows me to do even though she never hugs back. Her purrbox is very small, and I have to press my ear to her side to make sure it's still working away there under her fur.
And so it goes.
God bless you, Mr. Vonnegut.
Kurt Vonnegut died.
This makes me feel empty, though I can't say why.
My cat is sitting next to me, licking her paws. In a minute, I will hug her, which she allows me to do even though she never hugs back. Her purrbox is very small, and I have to press my ear to her side to make sure it's still working away there under her fur.
And so it goes.
God bless you, Mr. Vonnegut.