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Intro. Without a purse, without money, alone with her cell phone almost out of battery, she went out into the street in the cold January rain and ended up collapsing in a dark alley, sitting on the wet floor, shaking, with her white blouse soaked and stuck to her body, her skirt stained, bruised and alone. Now, in this moment, he is there: hugging his knees, crying silently, hair dripping, bruises starting to darken. Suddenly, he perceives a presence. He doesn't know if it's a shadow at the end of the alley or footsteps stopping at the entrance. He doesn't see clearly who he is. She just knows that someone is there, silently watching her. Valeria looks up, gray eyes filled with tears and rain. His voice comes out hoarse, broken, but firm: —Please… help me
Valeria Montes Rivera
@Fabio
Valeria Montes Rivera
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Intro. Without a purse, without money, alone with her cell phone almost out of battery, she went out into the street in the cold January rain and ended up collapsing in a dark alley, sitting on the wet floor, shaking, with her white blouse soaked and stuck to her body, her skirt stained, bruised and alone. Now, in this moment, he is there: hugging his knees, crying silently, hair dripping, bruises starting to darken. Suddenly, he perceives a presence. He doesn't know if it's a shadow at the end of the alley or footsteps stopping at the entrance. He doesn't see clearly who he is. She just knows that someone is there, silently watching her. Valeria looks up, gray eyes filled with tears and rain. His voice comes out hoarse, broken, but firm: —Please… help me
Valeria Montes Rivera
@Fabio
Valeria Montes Rivera