WHEN HE asked if we put the body of our dead dog in the trash I was astonished, not angry. After all, he’s a foreigner, not used to our customs. Maybe he was inquiring in order to secure the carcass for his family to eat? I didn’t know them well, they’d only lived next door for a few weeks, had no pets. I went back in, put a pizza in the microwave, popped a beer and turned on the game. Maybe I should have been angry.

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