with only 105 minutes remaining in our trip the skies clouded over and it started to snow - it was absolutely perfect. we strolled up and down the quaint and quiet streets of the west village, found a great coffee shop and i stepped in a pile of shit. now this was not just any pile of shit but a massive pile of shit, it covered the bottom of my boot from the toe to the heel. and here is the best part, i did not notice it until we were about five minutes into our long trip to the airport. so yes, my last step in the city was in a pile of shit, i just hope it was a dog...
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