The rain was incessant, beating down on the lone figure
huddled beneath a flickering street light. Despite the rain, the red flicker of
a cigarette glowed in the shadows caused by their hat that covered their face.
No-one passed by, as the figure stood, unmoving, save for
replacing the cigarette every so often. It seemed like they would stand there
forever, or at least until the rain stopped falling.
The figure drew my eye, the way highlighted stillness always
does in a busy world, and I made sure to keep them in my sights.
Thus I didn’t notice the accomplice.
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