

The Station and the RainThe stairway was dark, full of its own tales best left forgotten. The watched movement was lost down there; a haven, if it was an appropriate label, for ones who didn’t wish to be found. Karas wondered if life could be better if he didn’t have his own story to rival the passage ahead, if he didn’t have to pause in the rain thinking about ways of life he knew he would never experience, just live them. He saw himself on holoposters in his mind all of a sudden, in exec-fashion suits, and three-hour hair surgery that looked impromptu. Distanced from street level in the way he saw only his clients could be, desperately uncomfortable not having reaThe Station and the Rain
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If you can see this, you probably just got pwned.
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I want to say a heart-felt thanks! It has been a long time since someone has given me such an honest and thought out critique.
please, please continue to do so!
(and you are right, especially about the unbalanced sectors)
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Tom
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If you were arrested for kindness, would there be enough evidence to convict you?
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Tom
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If you were arrested for kindness, would there be enough evidence to convict you?
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