He liked coming up to the roof of the abandoned hotel. It was the tallest building in the little city and he could see for miles around. He liked the space being up there give him. He keep breath, think and wait for his people to come back.
(Inspired by; https://katmyrman.com/2019/09/24/twittering-tales-155-24-september-2019/ with thanks).
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Interesting tale… last man in the world? I can’t imagine how lonely that would be!
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That or he’s an alien.
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Haha! I thought that too! 😊
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