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Generally, weekdays I read in the evening, in the hour or two (or three) before sleep, and usually propped up in bed with a pussy cat or two close by (or more likely using me as a mattress).
On the weekends, I might catch an hour on a Le Corbussier recliner, perhaps a cup of coffee close by, and more often than not, a big orange tabby stretched out on my legs.
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