The house across the street from my apt. Worcester pit 101 - never show the pit you're scared. That way when he runs across the street to charge you, he will only play-bite your fore-arm, and you will still have 2 hands to hold a camera with.
I am moved by fancies that are curled
Around these images, and cling:
The notion of some infinitely gentle
Infinitely suffering thing.
T.S. Elliot, from Preludes
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