A Shadow of the Past or an Inkling of the Future
The three met in front of Colin’s condo building. Shaking the porch light off, they sifted between bands of darkness and cascades of street lamp lights. The night was bustling as per the usual Friday evening in Quincy and Colin’s story of the cross country teammates acted as a nice blanket to all the hustle of one of Boston’s immediate neighbors. A night run that seemed as if it was a memory of something done before, but no! It is a night run that seems of many to come!
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