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i met you yesterday
Thursday, 10 September 2009
nothing to lose
He scuffled across the busy street, dragging his long, lanky body to wherever it took him. Head hanging, eyelids heavy, thoughts numbed with drugs. Protected by something outside his power which made the bus swerve away from his path.
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