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She began to run, but held the gifts far away from her body.

I packed my mini with the things I bought at the craft store, my new projects on my mind. I slammed the tailgate, stood straighter, and noticed a woman on…

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He strutted by the front of my car.

I returned to my car after I purchased my hot breakfast coffee and noticed a handrail thin young man in a worn blue hoodie. The raindrops on my windshield didn’t…

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He carries a peanut butter colored, 1970’s styled briefcase.

There’s a man I see every morning during my commute time. He carries a peanut butter colored, 1970’s styled briefcase. He’s usually dressed sharp and his path is determined. When…

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I think, I heard a whimper.

Monday morning, I was sitting and glancing through The Book Thief. I looked up to notice a woman teetering on velvet wrapped, black heeled boots. Her face reflected her discomfort….

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She carried three differently colored bags loaded to bust.

The sun was out, birds were flying, and the sky was blue. This is something rare in Seattle. I was driving at ten in the morning and spotted a woman…