It was a lovely Sunday afternoon, and the park was bustling with visitors. Among them, a tall man wearing a long dark coat strolled slowly down the path, flanked by three large German Shepherds that stayed closely by his side. At first, people admired the impressive sight. But after a moment, an eight-year-old girl named Mara gripped her mother’s hand nervously and whispered,
“Mom, the dogs aren’t blinking…”
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