Expat Cat
Friends, we made it to Ferney!
I’m writing this letter from our tiny garden apartment, french doors thrown open, coffee in hand, feeling very fancy. Our cat Mewon is in the doorway, surveying her new territory and watching cigarette smoke saunter down from the balconies stacked on top of ours.
The apartment complex resembles a cruise ship, and we’re buri…
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