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she made her way to the derelict bench

she took her bag from her fragile waist and took out her Oasis drink.

he stared at her from his bench on the converse side.

she began laughing at a young boy stuffing minature cars up his nose.

the boy stared in awe ; her laugh was amazing.

it wasn't high - pitched but it had an almost inaudible snort.

sorry, short ; no capitals. next one will be quite long..hopefully 3 pages.

hint; conversations..

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