A cat notices that humans are wearing black all the time now. What has happened to make us give up color? The cat has several theories, none of them good. Is it a statement of rebellion? Camouflage against the dark times? Maybe it's ennui, nihilism, or just plain exhaustion. Salem knows a thing or two about wearing black, but he can't change that, and he doesn't look at himself in the mirror anyway. But while the cat notices everything, he also has hope for the human species.
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