I work on the window while the cat chases dried chips of glazing and paint, falling like unexpected Greenies and not to her taste.
I work on the window while the cat chases dried chips of glazing and paint, falling like unexpected Greenies and not to her taste.
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“Whenever I dwell for any length of time on my own shortcomings, they gradually begin to seem mild, harmless, rather engaging little things, not at all like the staring defects in other people’s characters.”
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