The not so subtle musings and ramblings of a dude who wishes to master subtlety.
A dog, its last breaths drowning in the heat of the summer, experiencing death at the hands of Las Vegas traffic. A good samaritan, stopped in the middle of traffic, nurturing the dog's last living hours, despite the heat and her own possible death at the hands of terrible drivers. Myself- I'm a passerby -sympathetic, but not enough to stop and help. Here I am, hours later, still thinking about it.