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Submitted to Contest #27
The smell of urine and heat singed my nose hairs as I hesitantly walked down the stairs to my platform, my heels sticking to each step as I went. I could hear the invisible substances each time I lifted my feet. Reaching the landing, a homeless man, adorned with tattered, black denim and a dingy polo shirt I assumed was once white, held out a mason jar, jingling the coins a few singles in it. I made the mistake of making eye contact. Not because I harbored any negativity toward those in need, but because I rarely carried cash and now I ha...
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