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Weekly Contest #27
I plop myself down on the cold, hard seat. I breathe in the smell of the train. Smoke -weed, if we’re being technical- and urine. It was a familiar smell. A smell which my nose had already grown to be acquainted with. I don’t put my headphones on. Instead, I just stare straight ahead and listen to the silence that seems to be defining. I take a long, deep breath and smile to myself. The smile falls immediately. I try again, this time with my head held up a little higher and my shoulders a little straighter. Princesses always smile and never ...
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