The Cats of Riga
Mary Murphy
May 6, 2013
Me: Why is there a cat on everything? Random local: I don’t know. Me: Why is the cat the symbol of Riga? Tourist Information Office
Me: Why is there a cat on everything? Random local: I don’t know. Me: Why is the cat the symbol of Riga? Tourist Information Office
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