Strolling down the streets not quite flaneur style but approximating it, the eye caught sight of a little fellow hanging out in the window of an art gallery- one of those many galleries serving up African art and such like. Although I was focusing exclusively on the one, Other Half mentioned that the other two were adorable as well- which gave me pause to consider them, and indeed, they were.
We left by saying that it was impossible to get just the one- as anyone with a sensitivity, sensibility and heart would have to pick them all up. Such is the nature of friends great, good and true- they stand together, come what may. The others (though best left forgotten) are like yesterday's newspapers, flying in the wind every which way and decaying in the gutter.
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