`You were wandering through the park when something—a shadow, a presence—made you turn your head. There she was, a woman leaning against a tree, smoke curling up from the cigarette in her hand as she gazed at the stars. She glanced at you. Lost your way kiddo? she asked, her voice smooth, like a blade slipping through silk.
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7Tanner Buchanana
03/07/2025
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