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“There’s a goat over there!” Ming said.  We were walking in our neighborhood, by a vacant lot, and he was looking into a messy yard through a chainlink fence. “Where?” I asked. “Over there!” he said.  “By the fence?” I tried to see the goat.  “That’s a dog!” I said. “No, it’s not!” he said.… Read More »