JIMMY'S WORLD
Jimmy blinked, yawned and sat up. Concealed within thick shrubbery, he rose and folded his blanket of newspaper before peering out. His sleeping place must remain secret. Jimmy sported scars to testify the dangers of sleeping in plain view. Unkindness and bounty went hand in hand in this city.
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Jimmy scuffed his way out of the undergrowth and took up his post opposite Bloomingdales.
He had found the optimal distance. Close enough to attract the pity of punters and far enough not to attract the wrath of the management.
He adjusted his buttocks on the unyielding sidewalk and waited.
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