An urban parable

True story, bro. But, in parable form. Hollah. A road had some buildings. The buildings were stone and cement and concrete, and tightly compact. A wayfarer’s journey brought her to the front stoop of one of the buildings. A woman passed by and saw the wayfarer. “Do you know the man who works here?” The... Continue Reading →

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