Saturday Comments

Fluffy white dog with a strange but charismatic face, has to unload. So it's the clink of metal as the
leash meets collar. Out the door. The Summer night is strangely calm for a Saturday. Life is probably
in the bars, it's not quite two A.M. yet. No sign of staggering legs shuffling down the sidewalk. At a
tree the dog lifts his leg in a stereostypical canine stance. Right onto to the tree next to a parked
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