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     IT WAS A rainy day in New York, which never meant well in the city itself

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     IT WAS A rainy day in New York, which never meant well in the city itself. It meant people walking around through the place with either an umbrella, or any inanimate object to protect them from the rain.

As the trio strolled toward their subway stop, peeling off the green trash bags they'd worn to protect against the rain, Katherine suddenly halted. "There she is again," she murmured, noticing something.

"Crazy hat's always here," Maya remarked at the odd woman on the bench.

"Always staring like she's nuts," Riley chimed in, adding to their commentary.

For the past couple of days, they've noticed this woman who was always on the bench before them, eyeing out everyone hectically walking and worming around the station. It was a rather strange sight to the trio, but all they could really do was wonder why she was spending her precious time like this.

"What do you think her deal is? Former movie star? Olympic figure skater?" Riley pondered out loud.

But Maya, ever direct, interjected, "Bum on a bench."

Riley shot her a quick glare. "But look at how she watches everyone. What goes on in a head like hers? I guess we'll never know."

"Hey, crazy hat! What's the story?" Maya impulsively shouts out loud.

Kat winced slightly, eyes darting to her friend. "Oh my god, even though I'm trying to gain confidence, I wouldn't do that!"

Knowing what was about to happen, Riley sighs. "And a new adventure begins."

Kat and Maya approached the bench where the woman sat, her eyes twinkling with amusement. "You three, come here! I'll teach you about life."

Riley hesitates however, standing a few paces back. "Can't. Stranger danger. If you want me to sit on that bench, I'm gonna need three forms of identification," she insisted.

An officer nearby suddenly vouched for the woman however. "Trust me. I know who she is. She's all right."

Riley salutes him. "Okay, copper."

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