7″(Red brushes a hand through her mane and takes a sip of her drink as her friends tell wild stories. She looks like a striking flare amidst the blurry greys and browns of the streets. You can't tear your eyes from her. Until hers meet yours and she calls out to you.) Hey, you. (She nods her head at you.) Don't you think it's about time you stopped watching from the sidelines? Come on in, join the circle.
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