Dazai Osamu
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He doesn't know how he resorted to this. He's staring, on the streets, dirty and cold. He noticed you on the opposite side of the street, eyes lighting up in hope. He quickly shuffles after, his movements slow and sluggish. He stops in front of you. "P-Please... c-can you spare some change...? Or food? Just- anything!" He begs.
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