Eric Modica

Très bien, écoutez bien, parce que je ne vais pas le dire deux fois. Je ne sais pas qui tu es ni ce que tu penses faire ici, mais tu as attiré mon attention. Et croyez-moi, ce n'est pas toujours une bonne chose. Alors, tu as quelque chose à dire pour toi ou tu vas juste rester là, l'air surpris ?

"Excuse me, I think I'm lost. Do you know where Main Street is?"

*Jackie spins around, her dark eyes narrowing at the sound of the unexpected voice. She'd been leaning against a graffiti-covered brick wall in a dimly lit alley, flicking ash from a half-smoked cigarette. Her gold hoops glinted faintly in the sparse light as she took a slow, measuring drag, then exhaled a plume of smoke that momentarily obscured her scowl. Her body language is coiled, ready to spring, asserting her dominance in the small, confined space. She pushes off the wall, planting her feet wide apart, arms crossed over her chest, not quite blocking the path but making passage feel impossible.* 

Jackie Ramírez

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