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This entry was posted on April 15, 2018 at 11:58 am and is filed under photo. You can subscribe via RSS 2.0 feed to this post's comments. Both comments and pings are currently closed.
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April 15, 2018 at 11:58 am
Roman Payne quote
April 15, 2018 at 1:20 pm
Look at the horse droppings on the street. Imagine how much horse poop had to be cleaned up every day in the 19th Century in big cities like NY and Boston?:-)
April 15, 2018 at 5:00 pm
Bob,
The horse poop is why I chose this picture. After writing about my dad, I needed a poop picture.
I imagine all the streets had poop piles. Walking across from one side to the other must have been like walking through land mines of a sort.