
The bursts of color popping up over the grey city is infectious.


A homeless woman was telling me to watch out for her raccoon. Then she said to the raccoon, "stay there sweetie, I'm going to go get you a chocolate bar, actually stay right there, I'm going to get you a sandwich. don't go anywhere....."


I think this goose was sick. poor goose. he seemed sad.

i bet that raccoon was just smacking his lips waiting for that chocolate bar.
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