You know what they say: keep your friends close, and your dogs closer. I saw this woman walking along Cumberland Avenue in Yorkville and, in a perverse way, she reminded me of Luke Skywalker collapsing in the snows of Hoth. Luke survives thanks to the warmth of his fallen tauntaun. (Let’s ignore the fact that Han Solo has just eviscerated the beast.) This woman survives her shopping thanks to the warmth of her cozy dog. Not quite as dramatic as a gutted alien creature. I wonder if the collar of her coat is made from wookie fur.
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