
The old man’s voice was just a croak. He was of course a homeless bloke. A rich looking man was passing by. The old man gave a big sigh. The passerby asked if he needed a cloak, and the old man started to cry. “Oh yes, please”, he pleaded, “thank you kind sir”.
“Well, get a job!” and left very quickly as if in a blur!
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Three Things Challenge #MM37
Meanie, but sadly it happens.
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