From the back of the book:
When you are asleep, when the sky is dark and the streets are shadowy, someone and his dog are up. They are working. They are happiest then, the dog running and sniffing and growling at cats, the boy pedalling his bike thinking his thoughts, tossing the morning paper to house after house as slowly, softly, Saturday dawns.
Monday, March 31, 2008
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