An Addict With A Pen
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Aurora leaned on the table as her eyes visibly bounced from attendee to attendee. With a puff she blew a stray hair from her eye and looked at me. "It's bullshit you know. That lady can make all the promises she wants but she gets to go back home to a normal life and family." She sipped out of her pink plastic cup before continuing, "Promises are for the fourtunate. They're the only ones who can afford them."
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