Light my way
The ocean mist landed gently on my skin as I walked through a wasteland of rubbish alone; hazy orange street lights tinted the bricks walls of the back alley. The whole area was a dirty and had the pungent acidic smell of beer and urine. As I walked past a pile of old VHS tapes I noticed a small, religious children's book laying face up and open
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