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Day One caught me walking by
this two-story townhouse with redwood shutters paint shrivelled badly on its old grey walls a yellow street dog barked for a meal front door opened from behind beige drapes hanging loose at the entrance an old man in pyjamas answered the call Day Two - was walking by the two-story townhouse with redwood shutters the morning light caressing its old walls front door opened a light coffee flavor reached me on the sidewalk the yellow street dog was thankful for its meal Day Seven and I was walking by this two-story townhouse with dark shaded windows rain beating rhythmically against its old shrivelled walls a yellow street dog posted outside the door saw the Ambulance go and stayed there waiting Another blessed day found me walking by a beautiful two-story townhouse with redwood shutters light dancing on its old greyish walls front door opened from behind beige drapes hanging loose at the entrance came the laughter of a man saved by a dog
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