Wrong Place – Wrong Time

I fell in love with a covered bridge in Nuremberg, called Henkersbrücke = executioner’s / hangman’s bridge. If you had to walk this path in medieval times, it was your last walk.
Nuremberg-covered-bridge
I wanted to walk about this bridge too – in peace, not a death sentence in mind. Then a man with two dogs suddenly entered the bridge:
white dogs
little-story
My friend Akbar Simonse, Netherlands, commented: “I once saw a guy with two white dogs cross the street on a foggy winter morning at 5 am. I thought I saw a ghost…”
covered-bridge-night
I answered: “it’s maybe not good, if you meet a guy with three black dogs at midnight with no moonlight …”

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