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posted by Pete Green at 18:38
I remember that. In that corner, just as we crossed the road, there was a moment of silence while we both looked at the dog. And then it became a haiku.
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I remember that. In that corner, just as we crossed the road, there was a moment of silence while we both looked at the dog. And then it became a haiku.
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