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HE HAD NO HOME, NO FAMILY—EXCEPT FOR THE CAT THAT SLEPT ON HIS CHEST EVERY NIGHT. “SHE CHOSE ME,” HE SAID. “THAT’S ALL THAT MATTERS.”
The first time I saw him, it was just past midnight outside the 24-hour laundromat. He was curled up on a ripped camping mat like it was the softest bed…