𝐒𝐂𝐄𝐍𝐄  :      NEW   YORK,     1681   BROADWAY, 
 AN ALLEYWAY FORGOTTEN BY GOD HIMSELF,
 THE DUSK SHEET THAT COVERS ALL THAT
 THE EYE CAN SEE IS EITHER EARLY MORNING
 MIST OR CIGARETTE SMOKE;

 enter 𝐉𝐔𝐋𝐈𝐄 𝐘𝐄; blink and you'll miss
 it type of soft, a girl possessed. plagu
 ed by the dread that weighs on delicat
 e, 𝐁𝐀𝐑𝐄𝐋𝐘 𝐓𝐖𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐘 shoulders drape
 d in chinchilla furs. voice is always ras
 py & desperate for water. bones show
 through lace. frequently spotted sitting
 crouched by pavement and hugging her
 self, 𝐂𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐄 & 𝐒𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐋. eyes never s
 tay in the same place for too long -
 scared that they might land on anythin
 g reflective. don't call her [█████].
 please.
  • 𝐀: WHAT WE HAVE HERE IS A DREAMER. SOMEONE COMPLETELY OUT OF TOUCH WITH REALITY.   ⠀ ⠀*⠀ ⠀ ⠀ (ᶤ'ᵐ)⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ 𝘁𝗵𝗲⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛 ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ of⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ …⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ [ ʍoɥs ǝɥʇ ]⠀⠀!
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