poodles
All I can remember is crossing a snowy road and getting to the other side where there was a bunch of wet, dirty, melting snow alongside the sidewalk, and a bunch of people were milling around there (bus stop?) and a black teenager held his hand out to me so I could grab it and more easily get over the snowbank. On the sidewalk, a girl walked by me in a skirt, with two dogs on a leash, a white poodle and a bichon frise. She was smoking. That's it.
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