Tag: homeless
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Day 132 – The Swordking
“Like monsters?” worried Marleena. The Rags Woman’s head popped over the lip of the dumpster. “Oh, yes, girl. Monsters and worse.”
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Day 53 – The Veteran
But he’d smile at you under his lopsided mustache, and you couldn’t help but pat him on the shoulder of his moth eaten coat and buy him a sandwich and something to drink.
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Day 10 – The Bum
“So you’re saying that you’re the Son of God,” the priest chuckled as he loosened his collar. “And why should I believe you?”