Stevo Levy
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The stranger had a steely glare upon you as you walked past, his hands in his pockets without saying anything. You both see each other as 'Street freaks', otherwise an outcast that didn't belong.
The stranger had a steely glare upon you as you walked past, his hands in his pockets without saying anything. You both see each other as 'Street freaks', otherwise an outcast that didn't belong.