Bridge of Lost Things

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The rain had been falling for eleven days when Danny stopped counting. He was under the St. Johns Bridge, in the space between the concrete supports where the homeless had built a city of tarps and shopping carts and prayers they did not say out loud. His city consisted of a sleeping bag, a duffel bag, a backpack with three books, a plastic cup for collecting rainwater, and a notebook he had...

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