So I have moved to Boston. I have a leopard print room with one black wall, just like I wanted. I have a city view, and I fall asleep at night to the cars driving by, and the glow of the tiny stars someone else stuck to my ceiling. My cat matches my room, and she curls up in the window sill and watches; I think she knows that she can't go outside
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