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He slowed to a halt and peered out the window as he asked the fateful question: “Need a ride?”

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Probably Not

Thanks for noticing me. I’ve felt so small for so long. Translucent and barely seen. I don’t care what your intentions were, I just know you saw me. Walking, looking down, cold and alone. You stopped. You paid attention. You were assertive. You cared about my needs. Maybe you didn’t. But I’ll assume you did. I probably won’t get in the car, though. I don’t know you, I’m skeptical. I don’t trust almost anyone or anything anymore, but thanks for noticing me. Walking, looking down, cold and alone.
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