Dogs piss and shit on the sidewalks here.
They're used to it.
But I feel sorry for them.
Sort of like I feel sorry that my nature time is when I attempt to unobtrusively touch a tree while walking down a street crowded with four hundred people.
The exquisitely designed parks are where I get my nature time right now.
That's when I miss the Alaskan wilderness the most.
One of the last true frontiers.
When did it get so difficult to be a pioneer?
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