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September 3, 2009
The general feeling is that life in the city is lonely. Dogs are fuzzy angels who came to earth to keep us company, so you'd better get one. They'll never let you down.

So you get one and squeal at its antics. Then you leave it in your tiny apartment while you're at work. The dog, who is a playful and gregarious animal by nature, soon becomes bored and melancholy. He begins to bark at the walls just to hear the sound.

The result is a slow indifferent chant, like so:

woof. woof. woof. woof.

I hear it every day.