Poor old abandoned Curly Fuzz Poodle wanders the cold cruel city streets alone.He puffs on a discarded doggy bone; his sole comfort in a world fated against used toys.He gives in to his destiny.A rich corporate magnate and his wife happen to be taking a stroll downtown to see how the lower-half lives. Mr. Ponzi, a dog-lover, stops and sees the ragged dog. "Hey Sweetums. Look! A poor homeless mutt
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