I am driving in my car past a location - township.
I see 10 little black children sitting next to the road huddled around a box.
My immediate thoughts are: will they kill the puppies in the
box after severely abusing them or will they use the kittens they caught to
knit a life blanket after which they will slowly club them to death like
innocent baby seals.
I drive on and hate my thoughts. Why do I think this?
But it probably true - again - Why do I think this?
I pull over and turn around.
I will go back and say hello while having...
Saturday, August 13, 2016
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