6th Ave, in the 20's is especially dark around 7:30, 8pm...
It's somewhat commercial; vibrant with shoppers and commuters of the evening
rush... They walk up and down the Ave... Among the crowd an old, heavy, golden
retriever makes his way. Reminded me of Mr. Snuffleupagus from Sesame Street,
except for this guy is gold. He's limping terribly, he's arthritic, but still
makes a slight attempt to acknowledge a feisty Papillon revealing a twinkle in
his eyes as if he was a pup again. He's got very little time, I can tell by the
concerned look on his owners face. He looks like he lived a good life fighting
on through that crowd... He wants to live…
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