55 words

I heard about this now defunct 55 word story project. I liked it.

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Lovesong

They met high up in the Spanish Pyrenees from Tel Aviv, Toronto.

Why won’t you let me be near you? He touched her hair.
I never asked you to come here.

I can’t get out of the mountains until the train tomorrow.
Okay.
Can I stay with you tonight?
No.
This is humiliating.
I know.