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Submitted by The Stranger
'The wind blows my hair. I’m standing on the edge again.'
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Brick Boy
The wind blows my hair. I’m standing on the edge again. Fifth time this week. This is the difficult thing about becoming a superhero, you have to learn how to fly. There is the technical approach, with your wingsuits and jet packs, but all that costs money. I don’t have a lot of that. Then there is the other way - the leap of faith.
Now this is quite a literal leap and quite a risky one, and you either make it or you don’t. Don’t get me wrong, I do have faith, and I’ve got my reasons not having jumped yet. You see I’ve been studying thermal currents and the wind and stuff, just to have the best conditions, of course. Well, today is the day and after this day this city will know me. They will know me as their saviour and they will cheer and smile as they call my name. Brick-boy.