SlapsticInks
A true story about jealousy!
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She was sitting on the stoops of the Square. Swallowed amongst the crowd waiting, lurking. Looking right and left, back and forth and will remain there until she sees her. It was her daily thing to do. Get out from the heavy, busy subway that was filled with people who had somewhere to go, a thing to do a friend to visit. She was among them. Only her motive was of a different sort. She was propelled by a different kind of feeling.