In view of the horse carriage situation in New York City.
Yesterday (Thursday) I saw a horse. With blonde eyelashes drooping. Perhaps, he heard the news of his fate.- In Central Park. I felt sorry and sad at his face, that turned towards me, while I rode the bus from East to West. I do love horses and I felt for him a sad refrain. As I passed him, I could hear a cough - Hello and Thank you.
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