i got to see you

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You were instructing a little boy, leaning over a manhole cover, pointing to it, and looking up at me finally. I'd been paying close attention, despite the fact that you wouldn't speak to me at all, carefully listening and loving the teaching despite being ignored, and you finally decided to speak to me. You were angry and barked something at me. I barked something back, which made you happy and you whisked me away on a bus to your house. You kept your arm around me. We never made it to your house, but I ended up on the streets of Mill Valley, talking to people in the market place.