Small towns. The energy. People walking down the streets. Hands in pockets and bundled up in coats. Couples walking hand in hand or arms around one another. Coffees being carried out of the shops, letting warmth slip out slowly. Cars passing by, zooming, speeding, going places. Street lights lining the busy, or nearly empty, streets, lighting the way for the ones who chose to stick around and take in the view. It's all so beautiful. Cafes. Shops. Small businesses. The unity that surrounds it. The beauty of it all. It's lovely. And it's mine. And yours.
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Wandering Minds (collection of short stories)
Teen FictionA wandering mind has many, many stories. The world is unlimited in what you can experience.
