One morning, I heard my name being called out.
Fortunately, it wasn’t the police.
I wasn’t being arrested. Nor was anyone asking me to wave the white flag, put my hands up, and get some pants on.
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One morning, I heard my name being called out.
Fortunately, it wasn’t the police.
I wasn’t being arrested. Nor was anyone asking me to wave the white flag, put my hands up, and get some pants on.
Continue reading