The Runcible Blog

I noticed a man walking his strange-looking black pug ahead of me near The Druid on Cambridge Street. When I passed him, I looked back and recognized his face. me: Do I know you? him: [skeptically] No, I don't think so... me: What's your name? him: Errol... me: Errol Morris! Errol: Yeah. me: Nice to meet you! [shakes hand] Well, I don't know you, but... [walks away] Errol: [turns down Oak Street] ...And Jackpot. me: Jackpot? He's cute. Errol: Thanks. ......
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