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Wednesday, November 30, 2005

Cat fight

Nov distance: 376 km

To Seletar Hills, 22 km. With a hiss and a snarl, the two caterwauling cats (one a Siamese) spill onto the road. I yell back and they back off. Cycling among the landed gentry is interesting, to see how the rich and famous live. But, to paraphrase, richness isn't having the most, but being able to be happy with the least.

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