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Now that I've read your whole post, reminds me of a "happening" I had in Colorado as I walked a lady's dog down an alley, in a town called Paonia. In fact, it happened TWICE. When Sheba and I got back to the house, the wife says "What in the hell happened"? When I told her,

she said, "You goin' down that alley again"? "Yup: Tomorrow. It won't happen again". Boy, was I wrong. No, I haven't told anybody else, because they wouldn't believe me, but trust me. It did happen(Twice). It was a very pleasant "Happening" for both Sheba and me. Was it because I was born on Hal-o-we'en? Who knows.

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