Cutest little building
After sitting in silence for a long pause, Kevin finally looked straight ahead, trying to see what the old man might have stared at every morning. Across the road stood a long row of neglected apartment blocks, their cracked windows and peeling paint catching the light. Yet tucked neatly between them was a tiny flower shop, its painted sign reading “Open.” The little shop looked cared for, the only spot showing warmth on the entire street.
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