A crutch, with a silver handle, stood by her side, proving the state of extreme debility to which she was reduced. It is quite light yet, and I want to have one more look at that angry red sun. She had been sitting on the bench for two and a half hours, which was uneventful except for the homeless men who begged for change. It must be sent home this evening. If there is, it’s a mere wrapping—there’s better underneath. "That's it!"—eagerly.
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