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3. Raincoat

Today it was raining as I stood on the curb and watched the traffic and people go past. Not that there were many people out today since it was thundering down.

But she was there. Wrapped in a sky blue raincoat, her chocolate brown hair was pulled over on shoulder and damp at the ends.
It was hard for her to smoke in this weather, yet she managed to do it.
The puffs of smoke were smaller and disappeared quicker

I couldn’t help staring. She was startlingly beautiful
even in this shit weather.