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Post by Ace on Jan 3, 2017 11:19:33 GMT -5
Ace pursed his lips slightly as he made his way towards the Refuge. He was just passing through Manhattan... on his way back home, but found himself heading towards the Refuge. It had been quite some time since he had last paid a visit here. It was strange to think that he had almost been locked up here.
He sighed and stuffed his hands in his pockets, looking up at the lonely walls that locked up so many poor newsies. Somewhere in there... was an old friend. That is, if Mr. Snyder hadn't shipped the friend off to a different Refuge out of state. It was hard to know when you had no connections in the Refuge. He had done his best to keep in touch... but sometimes his best just wasn't enough.
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