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Hipstamatic Spaniel

I’m not the only one who stares out the window and dreams of walks to come. Bucky joins me, and I know he’s as buoyed as I am by the language on the signs that are posted by each entrance to our matchless elevated park: “No Dogs on the High Line….Yet.”

All it takes is one little word to put a spring (or a Springer) in our collective step.

(For more dogs on the High Line see here.)

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