Lake Lewisia #1386

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For a while, as he signed an apartment lease that didn’t seem to have any sneaky clauses and visited a food pantry that didn’t seem to be trying to convert him to anything, his fear got worse instead of better. Where was the next conman, seeing an easy mark, or the next bully, seeing a helpless victim? It took a long time for him to accept that walking into the bakery looking scared and overwhelmed would get him offered a cup of tea on the house, all his fears just old wounds in this place, willingly tended by others.

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LL#1386