In the 6th-floor lounge where I live (I live on the 5th floor of the building) there's a picture -- actually, a jigsaw puzzle that, when completed, was glued to backing and framed so that it works like a picture -- of a cat wearing a bowler hat and tie sitting before a table stacked high with chocolate, gold-wrapped fake dollar coins and Monopoly money. On his face is an expression of sublime smugness. I think the little dickenses know what's going on . . .
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