Sometimes you see strange things. I´ve run into quite a few of them lately. Dead pidgeons, used rubbers... that´s the kind of thing you usually see when you decide to go for a walk. I wonder what it causes to the mind of an infant that passes right beside it. I won´t start a campaign for cleaner streets or anything else related, but i care about what my dog sees when we escape for some fresh air.
Now she sleeps on the couch. What is in her mind? Running sheeps or used rubbers? Maybe dead pidgeons flying around. That´s what you get when you wander in the streets of sao paulo.
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