Meet Me At The Bus Shelter

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Parts 11
Time 1h 17m

Reads 4,018
Votes 258
Parts 11
Time 1h 17m

“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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“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.
    
    This is: Meet me at the bus shelter.

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