I stand by the Corpse/Hemingway comparison.look at them beefy wrists and forearms. like a sailor in the merchant navy.
Cradling that cat in my arms as it purred in gratitude and contentment made me see for the first time that I could adopt a cat rather than have one freshly minted and neurosis free. It gives you a great sense of your own importance to be a source of happiness for a thing that lives or has lived a hard life. Perhaps it was a delusion of mine. Anyway, I loved that thing, which my friends hated for jumping onto the table and into the potatoes.
I stand by the Corpse/Hemingway comparison.
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