i see good things #2

when I ride home at night.
I just saw a man walking a pony up Morris street in Summer Hill. It was about 9pm. So of course, I stopped to find out more. Because I have lived in Brunswick, and that’s what wickians do – we investigate and communicate and congregate. He did give a very good reason for having a pony in the city, but he knew what he was doing. It was a small, slim shetland pony (which is almost an oxymoron – shetlands are never slim, unless they’re actually working in a mine).
Then I rode home.

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