It's later than any reasonable person would be hanging around the park in this neighborhood. I've already passed by, like, five different h0mel€ss guys; though I guess I can't judge too harshly since I'm one of them now. Dåmn, how did I get into this mess?! I kick a rock in frustration, fingers automatically brushing through my curls. I pause at movement in the corner of my eye, body tense in preparation for some a-hole to come at me with a kn!fe-but what I see is arguably worse.
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24/06/2025