Take the Dog out of it's Dog Suit.

I'm on a roof of a city house, there's a dog taken out of it's dog suit and put into a wet cardboard box suit. Flimsy unsupportable soggy legs. A tin man robot with the words "Daddy" across his chest. A man with a carrot for a head wearing a suit and a top hat. We're putting the dog in different suits. We finally put him in a Frankenstein suit which fits him well.

I'm in France and The Philadelphia Museum of Art. The sun is coming up and the world is bathed in an orange yellow light. I'm sitting in the lawn near the museum with my co-worker, Erin Riley and another girl. I get up and walk to the end of the street where hundreds of people on rollerblades come up to Eakin's Oval from West River Drive.