Yesterday I ran into the young girl who used to be my neighbor.
When are you due?
Halloween. My child's father lives 2 hours away. He lives with his mother, he has a good job.
Is this baby number five? I asked.
Number four, she said.
We didn't know we were having a baby. Now we're back together.
My neighbors suddenly have a huge scary dog. This makes dog number four in the 3 family house. The yard stinks because nobody walks or leashes their dog. Yelling and barking is the norm. Each neighbor faults the other. This corner of the city is inundated with flies urine and dog-shit. We live next to a dog kennel.
I am amazed at the baby making and dog adoption that goes on as if it was as easy as buying a bag of potato chips.
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