Rainy day

Rainy day. The streets are empty as a deserted neighborhood. The rain in a moment ceased, and in another it started as if she wanted to fool me out of her tears. But I did not let go of her fist. I remained impassive in the house without the rain.

Looking at the window, I noticed a puzzled citizen, lost in the rain.

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