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I couldn’t do much else. I followed the dog more with with my eyes than with my feet. My feet were not up to the task after my walk on the Brooklyn Bridge. From the back he looked very much like my Rubio. I wished I could have been younger or in better physical shape to run after him and tell his owner I once had a dog just like him. A couple of blocks later, they (the dog, another smaller dog and the owner) stopped before a house on 3rd Street and Union. While his owner opened the door, the German shepherd looked my way. Rubio. I still miss him after all this time.

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