My neighbor's cat gives me the once over.
My neighbor's cow.
I'm off to the markets, early Saturday morning.
Another Zoo City landmark gets a condominium face lift.
Autumn gives the trees a light touch.
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Dedicated to two crazy old guys hanging in the monastery kitchen centuries ago. "It is never too late to be what you might have been." -George Eliot
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