Observation
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She stands against the pillar, her eyes closed, and breathes in the cold air. The sun is steadily rising, its rays warming her face, taking the chill out of the January morning. She turns even more towards the sun, basking in its warmth. At this unguarded moment, she has not a care in the world. She is oblivious to the world, oblivious to the guy on the bench steadily watching her. Beneath her black leather jacket, she's wearing a red long-sleeved hollister shirt, dark blue Polo jeans, and nice comfortable nike shoes. The light, which has been warming her face, has given her naturally dark brown hair the appearance of having maple-colored highlights. She opens her eyes and turns her head slightly as someone asks her if she has a lighter. Her mouth curves upward in an apologetic smile as she informs the smoker that she doesn't smoke. She resumes her original position, and once again closes his eyes...