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He veers to the left when he walks in and out of lives up and down city streets. His gait clumsy and haphazard bumping passersby and knocking glasses off tables. Slack jawed stares and excited whispers; unphased unwavering steady in his unsteadiness. He meanders down alleyways; breaking hearts and preconceived notions about what a vagabond should or shouldn’t be.
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May 26, 2013
May 26, 2013 at 1:55 PM UTC
Vagabond
He veers to the left when he walks in and out of lives up and down city streets. His gait clumsy and haphazard bumping passersby and knocking glasses off tables. Slack jawed stares and excited whispers; unphased unwavering steady in his unsteadiness. He meanders down alleyways; breaking hearts and preconceived notions about what a vagabond should or shouldn’t be.
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May 26, 2013
May 26, 2013 at 1:55 PM UTC
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