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Chapter 8 VIII

Word Count: 1258    |    Released on: 16/10/2021

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t, next to the DART station, and plucked up my courage. Since my cell phone was broken, I gave the owner

ning, Mr.

you here? You've

m on the street. I don't hav

ed that it took he

unfortunately. What I can offer you is

less

ur

. I didn't know

or that. I drink too much and I do

sses. We'll have time for that. Come

an actress? I'm sorry, b

t's no

he

do, make fun of me? Everyone knew that amateur theater wasn't a living. I looked awful, so I tried to put my h

e girl with a headband. She looked quizzical. She had recognized me.

o roo

door and knocked. Professor Redman showed no negative

in,

come here to waste my

t d

that,' I complained. 'It

ou really like music, how would you l

ing from others, and from myself, Redman said. So he pulled out a guitar and we started with a few chords, some

, will I slide, se

lings at that moment. I wondered

at's the way it is in this life. The goo

ark, where I found

was sleeping peacefully in the tent. I tried to perform a resuscitation

' I reproached her. But she didn't answ

d dragged her through the park. Nobod

el

her clutched like that, until I finally found two G

s, pleas

ng that bonded me to Rachel, despite her being a bad example to me. The minutes took forever until the doctor

die, was all I

give me a satis

ything in our powe

d around, in case anyone was listening, and continued my monologue. "You were working and now you're unemployed, is that it? Come on, tell me. It's okay. Look how I am here. A brilliant student, and there's something tying me to this city. I'd just have to buy a ticket, but I can't. For some reason

selfish point of view, if Rachel failed me, I would have to work that much harder for money. I tried to

if she had no family, but Rachel was so reserved that she refused to answer me politely. When she wasn't high she could be a very funny girl. Even I c

t the doctor allowed me into the

going to get w

d some food. I explained my situation to the doctor and he sent me to the cafeteria. But no one was going to give me free food. I didn't reproach the waiters. Instead, I started begging

ith the city council to perform in the venues and streets. I would finally have a real bed to sleep in. But for now, m

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