The Sign

The Sign

The long black blanket draped her body. She sat down in one of the few remaining seats. A sign hang from her neck. “I am homeless. Please help.” She took out a small wad of bills, all singles. The people around her looked the other way. The subway made one of its first stops in Brooklyn. The woman got out and sat on top of something.

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