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Strength, karma, a baby, a bear, and a boy

It looked like a large black dog, a hound from somewhere else. It couldn’t be from these woods, could it? Even humped over in the middle of the trail, even licking its paws, even curled in on itself, it was still larger than I was, or the stroller that the baby sat in, babbling “ma-ma-ma-ma, da-da-da-da-da!” It was still larger than baby and stroller an…