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 The Persian kitten is photographed in the kitchen at Irvine Place. The counter had a metallic strip. At some point, I was of a height such that when I put a Maraschino cherry in my mouth and ran around in circles in one direction, I got an interesting reflection back (as if I were sticking out my tongue...). My parents wondered why I did not run in the opposite direction. I could not explain this idea (given that the reflection appeared to come from one direction, only). |
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