The neighbor’s cat saunters into my office, onto the desk, and paw-tweets an emoticon: [p\. Just in case his friends are online.
The neighbor’s cat saunters into my office, onto the desk, and paw-tweets an emoticon: [p\. Just in case his friends are online.
“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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