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#shortstory #Iamnewhere Leaves rustled under the silver of the moonlight as the sky mourned the absence of the sun, all clad in black. With a heavy heart and sweaty palms, he took long strides towards his destination. Dressed in a black hooded jacket and stained sweatpants, he appeared to be a well-built man in his early 40's. His backpack rested on his shoulders and his hood veiled his face. Cri...
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