Men who noticed them assumed they were brothers, while women thought them sisters. A phenomenon: sibling strays who wandered the city together, mutts born with near identical markings. Their white fur was rarely white, grayed by dust or soot, or browned by dirt and mud. But they went the same places, and the resemblance endured.
Look at the dogs, twin brothers.
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