Kind of got stuck walking around my little town last night. It was windy and cold, but I got a little snippet out of it.
The sound of heels echoes off the buildings. I feel as though I am in a noir film. I have a trench coat, but it's been left at home. Gravel crunches and far-off automobile tires scrape wet pavement. Everything is melting from the day before. There was a snowstorm but its claim seeped away. Gulls squawk. What are they doing up? It is dark and shadowy.
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