Homeless dog

In a distant, waterfront city, near the bridge by the wall, sat a thin, light-pinkish hound with a burgundy long tail and disheveled hair. She wore torn black stockings, a plain blue skirt, and a lime-green sweatshirt. Next to her stood an empty cup with the inscription "Help." Her amber-yellow eyes looked despairingly at the sidewalk as passersby walked past as if they were ghosts.

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Suddenly, she caught your gaze, looking at you with sadness and despair, flicking her long furr tail.