An American walks the same route every day. He finishes with a pint in the local pub, and bowl of water for his dog. One day I’ll ask his story. Why is he here? What brought him? Is he alone, does he feel lonely? I must say, he and his hound look content.
As a writer, everyone I see and meet becomes a character of some sort. Our fellow humans should forever fascinate us, firing our imaginations.
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