The Hitchhiker
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Last published Fri, Mar 4, 2016
Bits and crusts of Claude Rodin's life.
What is to be said about a boy who keeps the truth to himself?
One thing's for sure: eternal ride to the unknown, that's what he's always struggled for his life to be.
Ten year old spending nights alone.
Twelve year old catching late evening rides, crying for his home, but avoiding getting there.
By fourteen, Claude was known as The Hitchhiker. Temporary involvement with strangers planted a sense of importance into his developing persona. Just as it goes with any sort of a hobby, it required skills and improvement. Profit, even. Plain rides became chattery, chattery became long talks became quests for other kinds of cheap thrills. He had started with petty crime. It has never been about the prey, but no long passed before he was caught and St. Julian's reformatory became his new home.
A bit before his seventeenth birthday, Claude was free to travel again.
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