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48 words assault

... run downstairs, get inside the car, doors close behind! Safe?! Gazes become suspicious, my eyes inspect every move.. never-ending passing stations, eyes run over all faces searching for confort receiveing more fear.
Last-minute call gets me out of train, doors close behind... final relief...
...hands over my bag, not mines!

Posted by rux on September 17, 2006 11:22 PM |

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