The sun rolls along up Fourteenth Street and the ghost of a habit turns Cat's face into the light. She shields her eyes — Cari Luna, The Revolution of Every Day
The sun rolls along up Fourteenth Street and the ghost of a habit turns Cat's face into the light. She shields her eyes — Cari Luna, The Revolution of Every Day
The sun rolls along up Fourteenth Street and the ghost of a habit turns Cat's face into the light. She shields her eyes — Cari Luna, The Revolution of Every Day
The sun rolls along up Fourteenth Street and the ghost of a habit turns Cat's face into the light. She shields her eyes — Cari Luna, The Revolution of Every Day
The sun rolls along up Fourteenth Street and the ghost of a habit turns Cat's face into the light. She shields her eyes — Cari Luna, The Revolution of Every Day
The sun rolls along up Fourteenth Street and the ghost of a habit turns Cat's face into the light. She shields her eyes — Cari Luna, The Revolution of Every Day
The sun rolls along up Fourteenth Street and the ghost of a habit turns Cat's face into the light. She shields her eyes — Cari Luna, The Revolution of Every Day
The sun rolls along up Fourteenth Street and the ghost of a habit turns Cat's face into the light. She shields her eyes — Cari Luna, The Revolution of Every Day
The sun rolls along up Fourteenth Street and the ghost of a habit turns Cat's face into the light. She shields her eyes — Cari Luna, The Revolution of Every Day
The sun rolls along up Fourteenth Street and the ghost of a habit turns Cat's face into the light. She shields her eyes — Cari Luna, The Revolution of Every Day
The sun rolls along up Fourteenth Street and the ghost of a habit turns Cat's face into the light. She shields her eyes — Cari Luna, The Revolution of Every Day
The sun rolls along up Fourteenth Street and the ghost of a habit turns Cat's face into the light. She shields her eyes — Cari Luna, The Revolution of Every Day
The sun rolls along up Fourteenth Street and the ghost of a habit turns Cat's face into the light. She shields her eyes — Cari Luna, The Revolution of Every Day
The sun rolls along up Fourteenth Street and the ghost of a habit turns Cat's face into the light. She shields her eyes — Cari Luna, The Revolution of Every Day
The sun rolls along up Fourteenth Street and the ghost of a habit turns Cat's face into the light. She shields her eyes — Cari Luna, The Revolution of Every Day
The sun rolls along up Fourteenth Street and the ghost of a habit turns Cat's face into the light. She shields her eyes — Cari Luna, The Revolution of Every Day
The sun rolls along up Fourteenth Street and the ghost of a habit turns Cat's face into the light. She shields her eyes — Cari Luna, The Revolution of Every Day
The sun rolls along up Fourteenth Street and the ghost of a habit turns Cat's face into the light. She shields her eyes — Cari Luna, The Revolution of Every Day
The sun rolls along up Fourteenth Street and the ghost of a habit turns Cat's face into the light. She shields her eyes — Cari Luna, The Revolution of Every Day
The sun rolls along up Fourteenth Street and the ghost of a habit turns Cat's face into the light. She shields her eyes — Cari Luna, The Revolution of Every Day
The sun rolls along up Fourteenth Street and the ghost of a habit turns Cat's face into the light. She shields her eyes — Cari Luna, The Revolution of Every Day
The sun rolls along up Fourteenth Street and the ghost of a habit turns Cat's face into the light. She shields her eyes — Cari Luna, The Revolution of Every Day
The sun rolls along up Fourteenth Street and the ghost of a habit turns Cat's face into the light. She shields her eyes — Cari Luna, The Revolution of Every Day
The sun rolls along up Fourteenth Street and the ghost of a habit turns Cat's face into the light. She shields her eyes — Cari Luna, The Revolution of Every Day
The sun rolls along up Fourteenth Street and the ghost of a habit turns Cat's face into the light. She shields her eyes — Cari Luna, The Revolution of Every Day
The sun rolls along up Fourteenth Street and the ghost of a habit turns Cat's face into the light. She shields her eyes — Cari Luna, The Revolution of Every Day
The sun rolls along up Fourteenth Street and the ghost of a habit turns Cat's face into the light. She shields her eyes — Cari Luna, The Revolution of Every Day
The sun rolls along up Fourteenth Street and the ghost of a habit turns Cat's face into the light. She shields her eyes — Cari Luna, The Revolution of Every Day
The sun rolls along up Fourteenth Street and the ghost of a habit turns Cat's face into the light. She shields her eyes — Cari Luna, The Revolution of Every Day
The sun rolls along up Fourteenth Street and the ghost of a habit turns Cat's face into the light. She shields her eyes — Cari Luna, The Revolution of Every Day
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The sun rolls along up Fourteenth Street and the ghost of a habit turns Cat's face into the light. She shields her eyes and looks east, half expecting to see her father, a sun-blown shadow in the diorama box of his newsstand.

— Cari Luna, The Revolution of Every Day
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