Ghetto Cat Loop

I walked the Ghetto Cat Loop this morning in 30:44.

SENTENCE OF THE DAY from A Different Closet
Somewhere late during his conversation at Tinker’s the previous Sunday, with Seale, Green, Karen, and a couple of professional football players, right after Wilber Marshall recovered a fumble and ran fifty-two yards for a touchdown just to rub in Chicago’s dominance, Ingram remembered that Seale, his horse-racing friend, was the goddam publisher of a newspaper in a major American market, and that he had just spent nearly an hour talking to him about the political ambition he’d been brainwashed into over the previous three weeks.