[i]Sparrow nodded, looking up at the tiger woman with a dull expression.[/i] “It’s the only way I get to eat in the morning. Or get anything really.” [i]She pointed to the pictures, all of them maybe 3x3 inches in size. Each picture held a beautiful scene, like a blue flower in a big city, or a lonely cat in an alley way. Each one looked as though it were a painting, like a work of imagination and not just a frame in time.[/i] “They’re all five dollars, if you want one.”