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Monday, November 19, 2012

Sad Red Boots

A woman wearing tall red boots strolled up to the shop counter and ordered coffee. One hand in her coat pocket, the other hand leaning hard against the counter, she stared at the wall, her long eyelashes blinking back sorrow. Outside the shop window, a man banging on a snare drum wandered past, weaving this way and that, heading down the sidewalk to an unknown destination.

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