‘They’re pillars of strength’ Gary said, his eyes fixed on the brickwork.
Still unsure what he meant Chris’ pen hovered above his empty notepad.
‘Nothing is certain but they remain. The world hates me, they’re my only friends?’
‘This is the reason you remain homeless?’ Chris was already preparing excuses for his editor and boss.
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