The night falls like a shroud as I watch this city from shadows. Darkness shields, yet isolates one seeking light. As a non-binary trans man, intimacy and true kinship elude me. My soul craves another to be my other half. Loneliness is bitterest poison. Its ache is only dulled by one night stands. Yet I take solace that through my gifts and vow to defend all, I have forged not just a lone path but one of purpose. I am Falls - beacon of hope for London's marginalized.
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