She looked up to them as they entered and exited the coffee shop—a sea of faceless faces. She stretched out her hand and she started to speak: “Spare change? Spare change for the homeless?” But, like always, she was invisible….
Softpaws pounded left and right and left and right. He didn’t stop for a single moment. He knew if he stopped that he won’t be able to go on again. He had no more strength left. The only thing that…
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