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... h her head hanging low, she idly shuffled her feet.
“Hey, girl!”
A frivolous voice rang out, carrying a trace of malice.
Elizabeth looked up and her eyes were sharp and clear. She spotted a group of punks with multicolored hair sauntering toward her.
She glanced at them once before disinterestedly looking away.
The punk at the front, called Eric, whose hair was dyed yellow, leered at her, “Hey, pretty girl, are you waiting for the bus? Want a ride?”
Eliz ...
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