Today I noticed a young couple with a toy dog packing a car. It was a Flatiron district street with expensive new apartments. I assumed they were a power couple on their way to a vacation in Vermont or to visit family in Connecticut for the holidays. She was cramming stuff into the trunk as he walked the dog and looked on.
When I got about ten feet from the car, I noticed that the cargo she was pushing into the full trunk was a clear zippered bag full of wedding gowns.
At this point, my creative mind froze. I couldn't generate a plausible story for this couple now.
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