Transparent “We’ll make it big, you’ll see!” A voice echoed in the distance. I shivered under the tiny umbrella I had for shelter, water hiked its way up my shoes, my socks, my tattered tights
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Transparent “We’ll make it big, you’ll see!” A voice echoed in the distance. I shivered under the tiny umbrella I had for shelter, water hiked its way up my shoes, my socks, my tattered tights
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