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The sun shined down on the group of six pellets,of water dripped down on her clothes immediately leaving imprints to be remembered by even if were for just a few seconds,the sunshower seemed out of place for the small town such a dark atmosphere did not correlate with the blissful combination of the sun and the rain. the town as you can imagine was run down beyond belief,there were druggies on every corner you rounded, the children ran through the streets there clothes ragged and torn there cheeks stained with oil in that rugged group of children one boy stood out.All Rights Reserved

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