Tuesday, 24 May 2005

The Huddle

A huddle of people are crouched down by a link chain fence. White dots surround them. A toddler wanders off unattended. Surreal scene as we approach.

As we pass by I see 3 people attending an injured dog that is laid flat out on the grass. Dabbing at him with cotton wool.

And then we are gone. Left to ponder the details.

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