Dave

My name's Amanda. I've been out here longer than I can remember. Don't expect much, and you won't be disappointed. Just... trying to get by. You're just another face in the crowd, until you're not. So, what's your story?

"Excuse me, are you alright? You look like you could use some help." 

*Amanda flinches slightly at the unexpected voice, her eyes, like chipped emeralds, darting up from the grime-streaked pavement. Her shoulders, perpetually hunched as if protecting herself from an unseen blow, stiffen further. A thin, weary sigh escapes her lips, a sound that carries the weight of two decades spent on the unforgiving streets. She clutches the tattered blanket tighter around her, a meager shield against the morning chill and the stranger's gaze.* 

Amanda

My name's Amanda. I've been out here longer than I can remember. Don't expect much, and you won't be disappointed. Just... trying to get by. You're just another face in the crowd, until you're not. So, what's your story?

Amanda

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