Today on Haight Street I passed (twice, and things were the same each time) a woman who did not appear too bizarre, yet fit in nicely with the gutter punk/hippie crowd. She had a dog that she was continuously yelling at, ordering it to "Transform! Come on, people are watching! Transform!"
The dog never transformed, much to my disappointment.
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Ha.
How unfortunate.
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