It’s the fourth time this week when you meet the same man on your street.

It’s the fourth time this week when you meet the same man on your street.

He greets you by name, you wave, and you tell him you want to buy a horse.

The first time you were at the Humane Society and were ready to buy a horse, but the rescue person was so sweet and so funny you had to play the part of the crazy person who’d adopt a horse instead of a dog.

This time you’re talking to the same guy who’s trying to convince you to buy a horse.

He talks you through the rescue procedure and he tells you that he’s the only one who can certify the horses, and that he’s got several of them in the stable already.

You want to buy a horse.

The funny part is, you’ve been on the Internet trying to find a horse for about a month now.

You found a few at breeders.

You’ve met some in person.

You’ve even been to a few of their homes, but you’re pretty sure none of the horses you’ve seen are like this guy’s.

You’re convinced the only horse you’ve seen that you’d buy was the one from the Humane Society.

He tells you about the little thing he has in the stable, and how he’s a 14.2hh horse with a bit of white on his face.

He’s got another one who is an 11.2hh palomino, and a third that is a 12.2hh arabian.

They’re all very well trained.

You tell him how much you want to spend on a horse, and he tells you that you could go as high as $15,000.

That sounds expensive to you, but you also figure you might have to cut back on something if you have to buy a horse.

You tell him you’re in the market for a little horse, and he suggests you look at the farm right around the corner from his.

It’s a tiny horse farm with a couple of horses.

The horses are pretty much like his, but you notice that the people that work at the farm don’t seem to care at all about the horses.

You’ve been watching them for a while now, and you can tell they’re not happy.

There are a couple of young guys that work at the farm, and they drive the horses to different customers.

The people are just like the guy from the Humane Society, and they don’t care at all about the horses, and they’re even talking about selling a couple of the horses.

When the guy from the Humane Society first told you about the $15,000 horse, you didn’t think he was lying.

After all, that doesn’t sound too bad to spend $15,000 on a horse.

You’ve been watching these guys for a few minutes now, and you’re getting more and more suspicious.

You ask if you can have a look at one of the horses, and they tell you they don’t have time.

They’re not interested in selling their horses to you.

You ask if you can take a picture of the horse, and they tell you no, it’s against the law.

This is all very confusing to you, and it’s not like you can just buy the horse and leave right away.

The guy from the Humane Society had told you it’s very easy to get a horse.

You asked the guy from the Humane Society how he was able to find these horses, and he told you he knew a guy.

It’s the fourth time this week when you meet the same man on your street.

There’s always a traffic light and you always wait for it to change before you start to go.

So you see him standing at the bus stop, but he doesn’t look like the others.

He looks as if he’s been beaten.

So you watch and he waits for the light to change and crosses the street.

Then, he looks back at you as if he knows you.

You don’t see him again until the next day, the third time this week, when the bus stops at the same corner.

You look at the same man and he looks at you and then smiles.

And you know that you recognize him.

He’s the man who went missing three days ago.

I don’t know what to do with the information.

I don’t know what to think or how to feel.

I’ve never experienced anything like this before.

And I’m beginning to feel that maybe I don’t want to know.

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