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When Julia reached him, the man pointed to a wooden house shadowed by a large oak tree. As they arrived at the door, the wiry man laid the bag at Julia’s feet, bowed and left. Finding herself alone in front of the door, Julia knocked lightly.

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My name is Marco, I am an entrepreneur in the financial industry, a graphic artist and a lover of the urban landscape. You can tweet me @helobiae

3 comments

  1. milosivanskistudio

    I don’t know why but I’m frightened for Julia- like her truth (yours) is just a rose coloured filter.

  2. milosivanskistudio

    Oh I was right…I was reading posts backwards because I hadn’t logged into my account for several days so I was here first and then went back to see how she got here…she is in trouble

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