An everyday life's Odyssey

Alesia Sphinx. So I was walking home from Montrouge, and went by an late 19th century building. A cat was there, trying to cuddle any passerby. As the front door of the building opened, I sneaked in, to see what was there; I like to see what’s on the other side of the tall walls. While I was wandering around, the cat was pushed inside by one of the tenants. After a while, it sat, and stared at the door.