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Walking brings out the whimsy and romance no matter how bad the infrastructure. While everyone else was looking for parking or buying gas, I was petting a little white cat.
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What an ass
Mar 18, 2025
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You may not know a single human being who lives there You may not have a destination to be walking to But you walk it because it's beautiful. Inspiring in the quirks of each house, comfortable in the way the overgrown trees make canopies over your head. You can hear people laughing, dogs barking, and a car or two in the distance. Maybe your destination is right where you are.
May 3, 2025
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She's the only reason I get out of the house anymore. <3
May 11, 2025
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when the routes in your locality are well trod, reinfuse your strolls with wonder. get acquainted with the neighbourhood catdom and perhaps even acquire a new friend.

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