In Response to, Maggie: A Girl of the Streets. My apologies to Stephen Crane.
There was a softness in his noise. She thought it was the softness she would hear forever, but she was wrong. She shouldn't make herself believe such things, she would think to herself. Nevertheless, they were there, those stupid thoughts of hope. Raised on the believe in melodrama, even turning away from these things brings her back to the supposed right to a 'happy ending.' Good girls get their happily ever after. Oh, darling, it doesn't work that way. Throw your dreams aside and head to the streets. St. Peter cannot save you now. But those stories... All the princes and hidden princesses. False. Your dreams collapse into mediocrity until there is no soul. Until you contemplate the Hudson's attractive depths. The grandiose nature of your death is your only shot at those theatrical dreams.
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