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Title : On the way to class
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Section   1   mohit
Yesterday on the way to class...or wait was it Friday? Hmm well anyways I noticed this guy walking around with a bunch of dog shit on his shoe. He came up to me and asked me if I had a dime. Unfortunately he was also wearing what seemed to be an Armani suit. Now it's not common to see a man like this unless you happen to be in a dark alley and it's really late. I told him I didn't have a dime. As I started to walk away he came up to me and asked me "Da ya wanna dime bag??"
Section   2   Templarhawk
I did a double take and turned around.
"Pardon? I'm sorry what did you say?"
He stared at me, as if I didn't know what he was talking about, and said, "Ya know! A Dime Bag?"
I itched the nap of neck as I wondered to myself if this idiot could be pulling a prank on me or something.
 
Section   3   simpleterms
I couldn't believe this guy's audacity! Was he looking down on me thinking I was this naive? Did he think he was above me by strutting around wearing a fancy suit? What nerve!
"What purpose would I have if you gave me a dime bag?" I asked, looking at him skeptically.
The peculiarity wasn't even coming close to an end. In response to my question, he smirked and gave me a wink.

Section   4   Desertflamexiv
As he turned and took a few steps, I gathered my last shreds of calm and turned. I heard a loud, deep voice...."If you ever need me, here's my card." I spun around to see a disappearing shadow and the ripple of a puddle in the distance. On the wall, there hung a single business card with a diagonal slash in the middle. I dont know who he was, but I know he wasn't your run of the mill  drug dealer.....not with the suit....not with a business card like that.


Section   5   Templarhawk
The next day, I walked in the same area - same sidewalk, same place that I tripped and then slammed into the streetlight pole with a loud thud...moments later, I scanned the streets in case I need to side track the same hobbo as the day before. As I trekked through the streets of Gainesville with an ugly bruise on my head and my hand covering said bruise as it slowly turned blue and black...I heard his voice in the distance...

"You know what would take care of that bruise?"

As I turned around...
 
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mohit
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