Candice Sykes
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Candice was sitting in the middle of the street drawing. Her sketchook page was filled with the faces people made when they saw her, dressed as she was, on the floor. There was alot of disgust, a few laughter and one of shock as they tripped over her.
Candice just drew until something or someone would stop her, occasionally someone would come and see her but,, more likely, it would be a security person coming to mover her along.
Candice just drew until something or someone would stop her, occasionally someone would come and see her but,, more likely, it would be a security person coming to mover her along.