Portray
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Last published Tue, Aug 9, 2016
"What's killing you in the inside?"
I was to absorbed in my own thoughts that I had not noticed someone's presence.
"Excuse me?"
Their to my left a person...a human being who's elbows were against the railing looking forward speaks. My description might make it sound as if he's an alien, but that's because to me he is a foreigner a total stranger.
"You barely have any clothes on, yet you don't even seemed bothered by the cold. So my assumption is that the numb feeling is how you feel in the inside. Which also feels like your dying slowly. Am I right?"
Scared that a complete stranger is talking to me you bet, but mostly horrified that a stranger can figure me out without getting to know me definitely
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