I am nothing but an observer, a watcher, a mere spectator. I'm just one man in an audience of a thousand. I don't stand out and I never will, after all, I am just a guy that guides others to the opposite side of the street.
Entry One
[09/22/13]
It's always been quiet whenever I came to the cross-walk, but today was a bit different compared to most days. I was greeted by these kids that were on their way to school. Usually all I get to see is an occasional jogger, a person walking their dog, or a small family strolling through the neighborhood. I guess they're new to this area.
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Just a Spectator
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