You'd have to agree, there's nothing like a long, casual walk to appreciate the beautiful things in life. I'm kicking myself now since I had no camera to take photos today. Picture this, a scraggly old man sitting on a Portage Ave. flower pot with his pet baby bunny on a home-made leash.
Typically I would cruise past at lighning speed - on the phone or blasting my favourite song. I'm glad I wasn't distracted for once! That split-second moment was such an odd piece of joy: I said, "CUTE!" and the scraggly man smiled... Well, perhaps I have an extreme soft-spot for baby bunnies. I think if Hitler walked in toting a baby bunny, I'd still smile and try to pet his fur. The bunny's fur. Not Hitler's. On the converse, perhaps I'm an ogre and have a painful disregard for scraggly street people. I guess they're resorting to heart throbbingly cute animals to soften up the passers-by. Thus is life in downtown Winnipeg.
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