He stared out at the abandoned storefronts from The Caffeinator. Windows on the crumbling buildings held bright posters. "Picture your business here!" "Build your dream!" "Make a change here!"
They looked silly in the dripping rain. Dripping, never driving. But falling nonetheless.
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Flash Fiction
Historia CortaAn ongoing collection of literary flash fiction stories. Topics range from death to old t-shirts.
