I'm walking on a busy street. It's mid-afternoon, in a great city, in a great country.
What could go wrong?
The weather is nice. The mood is solemn.
What could go wrong?
It's busy and bustling. Ther... Read More...
My name is ‘BABY’. You lean over and spit at my feet. It lands in a puddle in front of me. I am thirteen and on my way home from school. I run with my backpack banging like the echo of your words against my bac... Read More...
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