I am walking down the street after my run. Two vaguely European-looking men pass me going the opposite direction. I'm pretty sure the taller one gives me a thorough once-over. I am vaguely unsettled. A middle age man and woman pass on a tandem laughing. They clearly know something I don't. I pick up my pace. An elderly woman on a blue bicycle with
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- people are strange
when your a stranger.
when the sun in the sky,
just wont shine anymore..
god, put a rainbow, in the clouds..
thanks
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