You walk up the street, coming home from the convenience store from around the corner for a midnight snack. You see a man in a long black cloak hunched over on the sidewalk, and he is gently petting and playing with what looks like a translucent figure of a dog, couldn't be older than 2 years old. Take your time, I'll wait until you are ready. Good girl, good girl. he chuckles softly at the dog playfully nibbling on his hand
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