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MUTT

One of my dogs died the other day. He died right after my father’s fifth death anniversary. That’s why I’ve been in a somber mood lately. My dog, whose name changes all the time (his last name was Baduy), was just like me: fat, lazy and white. All he did was eat and sleep. He had it good. Whenever I’d get home from a gig he’d greet me at the gate or try to see me through my window. I miss that mutt.

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