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muninnhuginn"As Zoe turned away, a cat on the roof over head slunk down the roof slates. A thin coating of cats moved all over London, some in mid-air leaping, others licking their feet in doorways, others hunched over bowls, eating. Some of them lay on their sides, cold, on the pavement."
The ravens belatedly read something they've been intending to read for far too long.
