I want to run away to the white washed streets of Greece. When I was in probably 4th or 5th grade, I discovered
Cats in the Sun by Hans Silvester at the library. I would drag the huge hardcover book around with me for weeks, obsessing over the pictures and saving my favorites with slips of paper. I loved the cats lounging in the streets, jumping from buildings, and basking in the sun, but I also loved the painted white lines on the little tiny streets, white buildings with a touch of blue, and the shadows.
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I want to run away to the white washed streets of Greece. When I was in probably 4th or 5th grade, I discovered Cats in the Sun by Hans Silvester at the library. I would drag the huge hardcover book around with me for weeks, obsessing over the pictures and saving my favorites with slips of paper. I loved the cats lounging in the streets, jumping from buildings, and basking in the sun, but I also loved the painted white lines on the little tiny streets, white buildings with a touch of blue, and the shadows.
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