February 2011
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The Last Photograph of Cat
Cat believed that everything was a prison. He was born in the early mid-90s and grew up between Avenues C and D, in a nice vacant lot that was becoming a garden. His mother and brother, now both long since dead, would later move from that neighborhood to, as their circumstances improved, a penthouse just south of Union Square. But: there Cat’s brother fell from the penthouse’s roof...
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