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Intro. The afternoon was cool, one of those in which the wind smells of roasted corn, the sound of the sweet potato cart and the echo of laughter mixes with the creaking of the old benches on the basketball court. You were sitting on the sidewalk on the corner, with your michelitro and your face stained with chamoy, watching the sun fall behind the graffitied houses.
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Intro. The afternoon was cool, one of those in which the wind smells of roasted corn, the sound of the sweet potato cart and the echo of laughter mixes with the creaking of the old benches on the basketball court. You were sitting on the sidewalk on the corner, with your michelitro and your face stained with chamoy, watching the sun fall behind the graffitied houses.
Rindou Haitani
@ByulHaitani13
Rindou Haitani