When I was growing up in the Horizon West neighborhood over off 4th and Frankford, I had a homeboy named Rasheed who was deathly afraid of big, stray dogs.
He could hear the jingle of a stray dog's collar a mile away, and would often run inside or jump in the bed of his dad's truck without warning. It would usually take a few seconds for the rest of u…
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