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Author on Reedsy Prompts since Apr, 2021
Submitted to Contest #91
Stockholm in the evenings was mellow. The park's statues were slowly resigning their copper to green moss bathed in the declining light, and a man sat on a stool outside of a cafe with an emptied coffee cup on the little table in front of him. His mother had just died. Β Β Β It had always struck him as peculiar how small the tables were in Stockholm, how crowded together and impossible to share - on the other hand there was no one to share it with this evening, he noted. Which was still a stranger still; he was never alone these ...
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