fvf frgrt tgrgtr trgtrgtrg gtrtgtr tgtrgtr tgrtgrtg gtrgtr gtgtrtg gtrtgtr tgtgrrtg gtrgtr tgrgttr gttgrtg tkber tribgr tibri tribvi rivtri tb rtb tjrng tkjrjn tron trn tkrjnf tgrtgtgr It was a pretty day in the summer in 1901

fvf frgrt tgrgtr trgtrgtrg gtrtgtr tgtrgtr tgrtgrtg gtrgtr gtgtrtg gtrtgtr tgtgrrtg gtrgtr tgrgttr gttgrtg tkber tribgr tibri tribvi rivtri tb rtb tjrng tkjrjn tron trn tkrjnf tgrtgtgr It was a pretty day in the summer in 1901. The sun was out, beating down on the kids that were playing outside. There was never a quiet moment. If it weren’t the kids, it was the traffic. About an hour passes and “the child” sees a little brown dog trotting down the sidewalk with a little rope hanging around it. The little brown dog walked over to the little boy and laid down on his feet.

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