R.I.P. (Rat in Peace) (NYC, December 2008)
A rat lies dead between the A-Train subway tracks at 168th St. in New York. Suddenly he looks so peaceful, so beautifully tragic. He must have lived a hard life. Worked hard. Loved hard. Did he leave hungry baby's behind? And what led to his untimely demise? Suddenly I don't hate him and he is my friend. Damn you Ratatouille! Sleep well my little buddy. Sleep well.
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