we seen that hatercouple with the ramrods up their backsides and two black dogs despondent in harold washington park and mister was lollygagging behind under the crabapple trees and then we did a nice wide slow arc around them scrutinizing them like stiff specimens on their own self ambulant pins. we went round the serviceberry tree and watched them go unhappily. but they saw a dog meandering free and content at peace with his environment. to life! hater! and long may you wane.