It’s 5 in the morning. I pull my car over, and enter the gas station. The woman behind the counter looks at me in terror. I’m not surprised, for my face is painted black, with hints of colour everywhere. Hair wild in a messy updo, walking in a comfortable outfit that some might call the ‘hobo-look’.
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