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Okay, so i have spent the past two days wandering all over Oregon Hill and going into the Fan area, especially along Grove Avenue and Floyd, and I have been on the lookout for cats.  My original idea was going to be pictures of bathroom graffiti, but i have an insanely crappy camera, so after i went into Lowes, Kroger, and Ukrops searching for good graffiti i ended up not being able to take pictures that were even vaguely legible.  So i decided that instead i would take pictures of city cats, because i have an immense amount of respect for city cats.  I love walking around the city and meeting random cats, city cats are either completely indifferent to you, scared of you, or use you for your ability to scratch their necks.  They wander over in your general direction, allow you to pet them, then they resolve quickly that they are bored with you and wander off.  I love that.  You can pet a dog for hours and they will never tire of your company, when you want to leave they give you those sad puppy dog eyes and you feel guilty leaving, but cats aren’t like that.  They don’t need you, like dogs do, they chose to spend time with you, in Paul Gray’s words, “cats were put into the world to disprove the dogma that all things were created to serve man.”