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Park Bench

I sat alone on a park bench at night, smoking a cigarette. In front of me, a single dried up leaf lay on the sidewalk, and it made me feel more alone. Suddenly, a gentle breeze swept by and the leaf moved. Someone had just said, “Hi.”

8 de Fevereiro de 2023 às 18:59 2 Denunciar Insira Seguir história
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Jorge Altamirano Hi, my name is Jorge and I’m from Lima, Peru. I have autism, that’s why I write “different”. Anyway, I love telling stories. Thanks for reading. ♾️

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Manon Tremblay Manon Tremblay
Very short but very sweet little story. I like it.
April 15, 2023, 19:18

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