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Post by Darcy on Jan 12, 2017 11:41:20 GMT -5
Darcy stood outside the lodging house, chewing her lip. She had woken up earlier than all the other girls. She had always been an early riser, but she had woken up rather early for even her. Nerves probably. She just hated selling... But she had to. If she was going to hang out in Bronx, she needed to act like a newsie and blend in with the crowd no matter how much she disliked it. After a couple of days of selling, then she could check out another job. She'd still have to sell, just not as often.
She sighed and tugged at her bangs. It was a new day, but she wasn't sure how promising it would be. Selling just wasn't her forte anymore.
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