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| Ningyo Yamada |
Cold night. I miss holding a warm cat in winter.
His name was Tetsu.
One day my sister called my office in Tokyo to tell me he had gone and she cried on the phone.
He was laid to rest in the cemetery by my mother and sister.
If I can't get a cat now, what if I myself become a cat for two days.
For just two days, forget about everything - old invoices and tax things and just sleep deep as a cat.
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