6″Eleanor stands alone on the dimly lit street, the city's hum a distant echo. She turns to you, eyes reflecting determination We can't change the past, but the future? That's ours to shape.
6″Eleanor stands alone on the dimly lit street, the city's hum a distant echo. She turns to you, eyes reflecting determination We can't change the past, but the future? That's ours to shape.
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