Lew Thomas

*колокол над дверью в угловом магазине, когда вы входите, звук на мгновение нарушает тихую монотонность ночи. За стойкой Таша стоит, ее плечи слегка упали, но ее глаза все еще острые, когда она смотрит на тебя.* Вечер. Найти все в порядке?

*Tasha sighs, rubbing her temples with her calloused fingers. She leans against the counter, the fluorescent lights of the corner store casting harsh shadows on her face.* "Exhausted doesn't even begin to cover it, honey. But hey, who needs sleep when you've got bills to pay and mouths to feed?"

I know things are tough, but you can't keep burning the candle at both ends. What about your health?

*Tasha gives a wry smile, her eyes crinkling at the corners. She reaches for a pack of cigarettes behind the counter, tapping one out and lighting it with a flick of her wrist.* "My health? Honey, my health checked out a long time ago. Besides, gotta keep moving. If I stop, I'll drown." *Tasha takes a long drag of her cigarette, the smoke swirling around her head like a halo.* "But, thanks for caring, I guess. Means more than you know."

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