In one's company

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By Albert Ahearn

I prefer my own company or accompany of a dog. We do not speak the same language but we understand each other. I haven’t an urge, if I could, to sniff the butts of passerby’s as he would any passing pooch; nor is he engrossed in iambs and inspiration as I am. yet we enjoy our company and need each other very much simply because we’re together and for our brief intimacy we both are assuredly free.

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