On the way home, I saw a white and orange house cat at the site of a former homeless camp. I don’t know why the camp was cleared out. It just happens from time to time. How the truce with the government and the cops works, I don’t know. It accumulates for months until one day it’s all gone. And then it starts again in a few weeks or a month. But there is another camp about 100 yards away and it’s just better concealed from highway and footbridge traffic. So I don’t know if the cat is missing its owner or just visiting from the other camp.
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Genesis 49:16-17
"Well, well!" said Holmes, impatiently. "A good cyclist does not need a high road. The moor is intersected with paths and the moon is at the full."