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It wasn’t too often that you saw a kid hanging around an overpass. Not unless they had nowhere else to go. Marceline wasn’t one to judge, though. The guy looked strangely similar to the girl she’d met yesterday. Possibly a brother? She didn’t care.
“‘You got a reason to be here, kid?” The hobo smirked, peeking out from behind one of the concrete supports of the bridge.