Karen
The lamp post stood resolute in the torrential downpour, casting its yellow light in a small circle on the sidewalk. I stood in a storefront just out of reach of the lamp’s light and the rain. Water dripped from the brim of my hat that was pulled low and from the hem of my long overcoat. There I stood, alternating between watching the river of water race down the gutter and keeping an eye on the front of the building across the street.The building, like every other building on this street, was...
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