On my walk home today, I heard a jingling on a lawn to my right. Is it a dog's chain? In the darkness, I couldn't see anything, but the noise moved toward me across the lawn from a tall hedge. I stopped, trying to see movement in the shadows. Suddenly, very close to me and with good speed, a gray and white cat ran out into the light, its collar
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Walking home from the bus stop, I come to an intersection at the corner of a large park, the edge of a lovely hill, and the fields leading up to an incredibly tiny airport, which is truly little more than a couple large, grassy fields and a few over-sized garages for tiny little planes
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