Boston during a vernal time: moist, warm, sometimes smelly air.
A dog walker’s tan, thanks to my 18-year-old Jack Russell’s slow pace. By garden-napping when cool, or staring at birds and squirrels, the dog teaches me how to age.
Ceaseless panting means AC-induced slumber. Dreams cause running and barking twitches.
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There are countless true stories about Boston. This project tells one at a time, in exactly 50 words. The series is edited by Alex Kingsbury.
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