May 15, 2017
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“Yeah, wouldn’t go that way if I were you --- just stairs. Lots of stairs ---- ---- unless you’re looking for stairs. In that case, have at it ; you’re a step ahead of me.” He isn’t quite sure why he’s talking still, why the words simply keep coming, but he’s at long last willed them to cease with hands well suspended ( pointed generally down the deceiving street ), with the syllables trailing with a bit of a woops chuckle, with a step within his place, a movement so simple and yet shying from the blunder. Did the guy want stairs? Or, well, what was at the end of them?