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Creative Writing > Short Stories Short stories: Brief encounters

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The Death of God I was about to step over the white-haired man lying in the gutter when he reached out and grabbed my leg. "Will you just leave me here in the gutter, Michael?" "How do you know my name?" I asked, helping him to a seat on the curb. "I know everyone's name." "Oh really...maybe you're just a good guesser," I chuckled. He waved at a cab driver sitting in a cab nearby. "Muhammad, how are you today?"  The man's bushy dark beard brushed against his shoulder as he turned to look at this old man. "Do you know me, sir?" "Of course, I do...And say hello to Mrs. Peabody, your pas...

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