James was biking around, on the sidewalk, the side of the road, basically everywhere he wouldn't get hit by vehicles, selling newspapers to any who would buy them, eventually though, he came to a stop near a bench, and sat down to take a break, sipping his bottle of water, and wondering about the future, and that... Thing be summoned sometimes. What was it? Why did he have it? All important questions that he had no idea how to get answered. He sighed, and just finished drinking his water bottle, and refilled it at a water fountain, before capping it, attaching it to his bike, and getting back to work.
Eventually, James was able to sell off most of the newspapers he had to business people on their way to work, hipsters drinking coffee, and other individuals who were out and about in the wee hours in the morning. Of course, he would rather be at home, but he needed the money, otherwise... Well, he didn't want to think about it, so he just kept working.
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