I started my day eager for a new photograph. I spotted this guy walking a dog across the street made a u-turn and asked to take his picture. "Sure" he said " but don't think I stole this dog. This is my brothers dog. He's in prison. I know what it's like to lose something the people are gonna miss him. It looks like they've been fighting him. I know this is my brothers dog. Not my real brother, my brother under the skin. Yeah, I remember this dog it has the same makings. I've been calling him Rufus. He responds to Rufus. Yeah, Looks like cat scratches, they've been taking good care of him. I'll take good care of this dog. I'm taking him home."
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