i feel so lazy, dang good, actually, i only had 2 walks today, both with you, mister. it's like a fantasy holiday, only mister day. and r. came for the second walk, and you kissed her face. hey, you think it's okay i say about the guy under the bridge? i think it's okay, right? the guy that lived under the bridge, the guy that lived by the power generator, that camped under two little trees, now lives inside the bridge. i saw the door open when we were walking by and out he popped with his bike all loaded with bags. i didn't want to pry, and he's got that kind of hard don't talk to me, just act like i'm invisible look, but i wanted to look inside. okay so it's not secret, between you and me, but it's still his secret place, he's the secret bridge keeper, and i hope he stays warm and dry in there.
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