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A story for loners 2 revisedA story for the LonersA story for loners 2 revised
He walked on the cold hard ground, bare foot, hands in his pockets, hair shrouding his face. Thoughts raced through his mind.
When he looked up he realized he was in the rich part of town. He huffed and looked back down. His feet hurt from walking on the gravel (now) and he sat on one of the curbs to rub his feet. He didnt come from a rich family and legally he shouldnt be here. He stood up and walked back to his part of town. He got there a little after dawn. Kids were running around chasing each other and laughing. &nbs
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