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Chelsea Clarke, Crosby sketches, 2002 My parents found Crosby on Crosby street the winter I was born, and she died the day I left for college. She was not so much a cat, more a crazy old lady who demanded to sleep on you. I drew these the week she died, sort of fearing the end was near. My favorite cat ever.

Chelsea Clarke, Crosby sketches, 2002

My parents found Crosby on Crosby street the winter I was born, and she died the day I left for college. She was not so much a cat, more a crazy old lady who demanded to sleep on you. I drew these the week she died, sort of fearing the end was near. My favorite cat ever.

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