They were on the trail in front of me. Two men, walking a golden lab in the fading moments of another cold and wet and stunningly beautiful Seattle day.
“Do you LIKE running?” the shorter man asked.
His dark-haired companion paused in word but not in step. The dog kept trotting.
“It can be hard on the days you don’t want to go,” he said, “But I don’t ever …
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