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As I watched the #6 disappear with the two delinquent lovers, I thought I heard a moan coming from the tunnel. I strained to see in the dark, but couldn't make out anything, so I turned back around. As I did, this tall pale scary blonde woman was standing directly in front of me. I ran into her, actually. Now, this lady was the definition of heroin chic. Her arms hung down at her sides. Her breath smelled of stale alcohol and cigarettes. "Oh my god, you scared me," I said, heart pounding. Her pupils seemed very large. She raised her eyebrows and said very slowly, "No, it is you that has scared me." - from Babylon Bound by Peter E. Lewis |
Photograph by Chris Schnapp. |