Page 32 - Tomcats in Paradise
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Meanwhile, Billy Bob Cat had struck out into unfamiliar territory,
driven by his unappeased appetite. He crossed the tracks and wide
boulevard separating his turf from the rest of the world, advancing
less cautiously than would a cat with full belly. After scurrying down
the gutter of a street busy with human foot and vehicular traffic, he
stopped at the entrance to a dark narrow alley. An entrancing
mélange of aromas issued forth, beckoning the famished feline.
Billy Bob barely paused before advancing into the exotic
passageway.
