Indestructible, the death dodging kids laugh as the bus driver rages. Shards of sunlight slice through buildings, blinding the strolling shoppers as they wander with vague purpose. A broken voice begging for change from behind dull eyes. An old man pauses to talk to the African drummer, rich timbre in shared laughter. A real connection [...]
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