May 24, 2020
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{♫}-The musician adjusted his guitar, raising one leg slightly as he sat on the park bench. He tilted his head, arching a brow at the other person, his bags under his eyes visible.
”Alright I can do requests but uh... it’s been kind of a long day and I was actually about to pack up for the day,” he said. “So I, unfortunately, have to charge double for a request. That’s right, two dollars instead of one,” he said, strumming his guitar.