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The Stranger, or was he?
The hour was late when he appeared
Seemingly out of nowhere
The street walkers were all walked out
Even the rats usually scurrying about
Had found a hiding hole for the night
But not him, he was staggering to and fro
Searching ashtrays for half smoked butts
Though he caught mine, I was never the
focus of his glassy eyed attention...