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Interesting little bit in a letter Hemingway wrote to a friend after he had to put an injured cat down:

A car must have run over him or somebody hit him with a club.

Not quite sure how you make the leap from, “A car must have run over him,” to “somebody hit him with a club,” but I guess Hemingway knew his neighborhood better than I do.

Saddest line of all is the final paragraph. Even his letters were amazing.