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Clover

Put Clover in any park, anywhere, and she'll find the one patch of grass that matters within about thirty seconds. What's actually there is never entirely clear. She is never wrong about it mattering.

Clover turns up near the edges of parks rather than the middle, in the scrubby bits nobody has mown. That is where the patch of grass that matters usually is, and she has never been wrong about one yet.

Walking her teaches you parks you thought you knew. The bit behind the tennis courts, the strip along the railway fence, the corner everyone walks past. She has an opinion about all of them.