We found a thousand stray dogs and started petting them until their fur fell out and Everyday Yeah pulled bags of fur out of his pockets began to glue it back on, but the dogs slippery and cold and didn’t seem to want to hold still and I got really worried. After a few minutes Everyday Yeah gave up because his hands were a mess of matted glue and fur and also because a couple butchers in white coats were walking towards us. Everyday Yeah and I ran out of the meat market leaving a trail of fur behind us.