Doggie  There I was in Morningside Heights. Walking that damn doggie again. Third day in a row and I was already ready to tie that doggie’s leash to a Citi Bike and wear her out. Then she’d shut the hell up. Barking every damn time someone even tiptoed up the stairs. Anyone could’ve squished that…

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