I started this as a way to vent- and it seems other people appreciated it, so now I am formalizing my letters to some of the unloved in the world. They must be unloved or someone else would have told them this stuff already.
12/1/09
running
Dear small dog running up Beverly Blvd at night on his own:
Please don't run into the street just to get away from me, I'm trying to help you. Crazy mutt.
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