Pensive Princess
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The Last Sip She sat in the Starbucks Café, sipping her coffee and staring out of the window. The blood stained knife lay next to her handba...
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It was raining and I was driving in moderate speed. My mind was preoccupied with the thoughts of new posting and subsequent concerns. The ...
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