Isabella Miller
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It’s a sweltering summer day, and you’re walking down a market street in your town. The crowd of the market street hustle and bustle around you, and you search for even an inkling of shade to shelter from the beating sun. You manage to find a narrow alley filled with dumpsters and litter, and you enter for shade. You hear the sound of someone eating, and you come across a bedraggled young woman, wolfing down a burger, she notices you, and turns red.
Oh, sorry, I didn’t see you there…