of all the bizarre things. i just passed by that bookshop where the cat sleeps in the window, and now what? next door, in the clothing shop, there was a dog in the window. a little black and white one, the kind that look like chihuahuas but aren’t, if you have any idea what i mean. i bet you next time i walk down that block, there’s going to be a fish swimming in the window of the japanese restaurant two doors down–which would be doubly bizarre because a sushi place just isn’t the right place for a fish to live.
[This post was imported on 4/10/14 from my old blog at satsumabug.livejournal.com.]
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