The Thrill of Being at the Mercy of a City

This was an interesting one. I expected to read about a woman's harrowing experiences in the streets of an unforgiving city, working for dimes under a soulless corporation and to that effect I was spot on. What I didn't expect is the spirit she carried while doing so. The experience seemed invigorating both for her health and mind. Perhaps, beneath the crushing constraints of such dangerous and, at times, menial work is the spark of a worthy challenge. It seems that her love of the city and the burden it placed upon her gave her something these words don't fully portray.


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