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I thought the man was sleeping until I saw his dead stare. The top of his head was gone, leaving a hole ringed by wisps of black hair.
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Go shoppingI thought the man was sleeping until I saw his dead stare. The top of his head was gone, leaving a hole ringed by wisps of black hair.
They were like a breeze traveling upwards to the scarf around your face, pulling it loose. Threatening to unravel it.