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Saturday, March 31, 2012

 
I’ve seen her around for a couple years now, wandering the streets at odd hours with a blank expression on her face – neither sad nor happy nor afraid. Since she’s only 17” tall, I decided to make it my duty to try talking with her in hopes of finding out what happened and how she ended up on the streets of our little dirt-bag town. I’m really happy I did.


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