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A WRITER’s life, with CAT

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OLDMAN CAT: I love you and want to cuddle with your face-hole.

SEK: I love you too but do you smell that?

OLDMAN CAT: Smell what I love you.

SEK: Trash.

OLDMAN CAT: What is “trash” I love you.

SEK: It’s the thing that lives in the bucket downstairs.

OLDMAN CAT: What is “bucket” I love you.

SEK: If I go downstairs what am I going to find?

OLDMAN CAT: Nothing never leave me I love you.

SEK: I’m going to regret going downstairs aren’t I?

OLDMAN CAT: It was already broken I love you.

SEK: What was “already broken”?

OLDMAN CAT: What is “broken” I love you.

SEK: “Broken” is when a thing was once one thing and is now many.

OLDMAN CAT: Look into my purring eyes I love you.

SEK: God damn it.

OLDMAN CAT: Done.

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