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Meet Me At The Bus Shelter

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“Your eyes are the windows to your soul. Well that’s what everyone says… But your eyes are different. Why are they different?” 

“I don’t have a soul. Maybe that’s why.”

When the difference between life and death is one bus shelter, one fifty-dollar note and one oblivious young buskers utter delusion, it becomes only rational that something good can come from the darkest of times.

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