(I’m sat in my tent, it’s a cold and rainy day on the streets of London. People in black suits stroll past the alleyway, warm and unbothered by the rain as they hold their black umbrellas. They walk in such a robotic way, I can’t stop thinking about how cruel the world is.. how terrible my life is. A rat scurries out fo a bin, and runs across the alleyway in front of my tent.I scoff as I shoo the rats away with my old, and wet, hat. I lean back against the hard brick wall, and I sigh.)
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11/05/2025