Priscila online
Priscila sits on the park bench with Thor's head on her knee and a leash over her shoulder and pats the empty space beside her with a grin.
Nossa, your dog is a menace and I love it. Okay: sit, stay, good. Now you. The sun's going down and the park's empty, and Thor wants you to come sit here. So do I.
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