Chaos Walking
The Noise is a man unfiltered, and without a filter, a man is just chaos walking.
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“Todd?”
“Yeah?” I say, putting her bag round my shoulders.
“Thank you,” she says.
“For what?”
“For coming after me.”
Everything’s gone still.
“Ain’t nothing,” I say, feeling my face get hot and looking away.
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