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Human Kindness

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Swarms of people crowded me. The air was thick with the stench of human. I sat in the middle of the crowded marketplace, a barely empty tin held tightly in my right hand while my left arm lay limp and useless by my side...

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The Shimmering City

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She watched, transfixed, as the glitter slowly settled, taking care not to breathe for fear of disturbing the pristine beauty. Picking up the snow globe, she placed it on the windowsill, and once again, began watching the glitter as the city inside softly shimmered.

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