The Rehoboth Beach Convention Center is mobbed with greyhounds, hundreds of them swaddled in bright fleece jackets to protect their chilly little bones from the wind.As I push through the doors, I'm ensnared in a traffic jam of dogs, a tangle of leashes and butt-­sniffing, the sound of claws clattering on the epoxy floor.
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