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Pilgrim notes Two days ago, we passed a man in the morning. He was walking uphill, in the opposite direction as us. He was memorable because he seemed to be a local, not kitted out in pilgrim gear. He was wearing some kind of bag on the front of him and there was a sweet little dog's face looking out the top of the bag. We said "Buenas Días" and kept walking.
Yesterday, we saw him again. He was walking in the opposite direction as us, but this time we saw him about an hour or so into our walk. He was talking to a couple in French, and had the same bag with the same sweet little dog peeping out from the top. Okay, thats funny. He must live around here and just started walking from a different spot or something.
I joked that if we see him again today, he's gotta be a time traveler and the dog must be the key to the time travel. Haha, so funny. We are walking along, even further in our walk than the other days. Emma gasps, "April!" And I look forward....HERE COMES THE SAME MAN with the dog in the bag on his chest in the opposite direction.
Tell me, what is he doing and how is he doing it?
I broke free from the crowd for a brief moment. But they kept coming. They just keep coming.
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