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- theres a dead dog in the alleyway speaking in tongues.
- "rabble dabble ex ex ex zeit more oh oh rogadogadog" it woofs.
- "comrade", I say "comrade" in soft tones that I mean to be friendly and disarming.
- the dead dog snarls while looking at me, miserable fear in its eyes.
- "easy! friend..." I say and reach for its hide.
- it snaps its head towards my extended hand but cannot move it close enough to bite.
- it lies on its side, lungs moving its torso up and down heavily.
- I pet its mangey and gross fur as it stares hatred at me and foams at the mouth.
- I grab the dogs hind legs and drag it away from its death spot and it howls.
- "shhh buddy! friend, friend" I whisper at it and make a face that expects no possibilty but cooperation.
- Im dragging it and its body scrapes against the dirty alleyway surfaces.
- "RORE ME LOW GRUT GRUT ZOLMAN bulay ick ick" it woofs.
- this feels embarassing and I let the hind legs slack and look around to see if anyone is watching.
- an old brick building with mattresses piled around the back door and a broken fire escape,
- above which is an open window where an old man in a wife beater smokes a cigarette,
- and stares into a tangle of wire that hangs across his view of the sky.
- I pull the legs again and take the miserable dead dog away with me.
- I took the unpopular pathes back home.
- and wait until the coast is clear.
- I drag the dead dog up 3 flights of stairs.
- and bring it to the bedroom.
- I dress it in one of my tshirts and a pair of jeans.
- all the time its jaws snap at my quick hands.
- I put socks on its raw foot pads.
- "you're me now" I say to it.
- "you're me now"
- bewildered it stares at me
- as I pass it my loan documents
- "this is your responsibility now buddy"
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