Night had fallen fast. She still walked around. The process itself lost meaning. She was just looking at the tall buildings that seemed to eat her up. Besides, they were all just shadows now. Hobos sat against brick walls, defeated and distant from what we call the world. She had wondered back to her own block, climbing the stairs slowly. She was
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:)
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I've enjoyed reading your posts as well and I assume that you do this to draw from others experiences... as well as your own. Fodder for your work, so to speak.
Writers, write.
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